Maybe I don't think you're perfect.
Maybe I'm not obsessed,
Maybe infatuation,
Fails to glam all the things,
You don't like about you.
Maybe I don't love you that much.
But The Lord knows,
And the heavens can testify
That though I see your flaws,
I love them all.
Though I see your imperfections,
Maybe you're perfect for me.
For it is our weaknesses,
That turn to our greatest strengths.
And it is through fault and error,
That we learn what is means,
To be perfect in everyway.
Life is a mere stumble,
But you stumble in the right direction.
So maybe you're not perfect.
But you're just right for me.
Maybe I can love you.
- Perfect for Me
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• Of Universe And Karma • (#Wattys2018)
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