Confessions my One Love

8/20/14

To love your imperfections is something no one can deal with, for that reason everyone strives to be perfect. To love one selves is an ultimate difficulty I have, yet you love me and my heart seems truly grateful. To know ones scars is truly bliss. I want to repair yours. I strive to be the best and most beautiful that I can to just walk by your side, even though I think I’m beautiful already. I don’t think I could accept myself for how I look just yet.

 

Not all scars can heal completely

Many are have been victories of something beautiful to come

For you to touch and feel my imperfect skin

For you to kiss the hideous marks on my body

For you to hold my unweaving tears in your heart please hold me gently

Keep your breath near my neck and feel me up

I want you close to me every night

Rear into me with your love

I feel perfect for you

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