To many, she isn’t the most beautiful girl in the world, neither she has a great body.
She does not smile like an angel nor she has a voice of a Nightingale.
She does not have perfect hair nor she is intelligent……
but still, I love her!
I love her for what she is because I like her that way.
I love her for not being perfect because perfection is a myth and imperfection is omnipresent, imperfection is the truth, She is true.
I love her for being there when all the perfect people were happy with their perfect life.
I love her for her perfect timing in my messy, imperfect life.
I love her because I love her!