You Are Imperfect.
I realised, how royal the imperfections draping our bodies were. Here you are, touching my bare skin, your eyes radiating a love so warm and so sparkly that it makes my heart glow and it kind of numbs the pain you cause me, with both of our skinny bodies, bones laying on bones. My insecurities pop up in my mind every once in a while, my body too bad in shape, my breath not fresh enough, and the way I probably look when you're gazing at me in that elevated angle. I know I look awful, but you're smiling, and your white teeth just look so perfect that I wonder how anything can be so beautiful. My heart is beating wildly, and my cheeks are turning crimson with pure, crude joy. I love you. I love you so much. And perhaps I added too much salt in dinner today, misspelled the word 'desert' while I was in class and most probably, you forgot to straighten the tyres of the car while parking, didn't brush your hair properly before work.. and then I wondered, with all these...