I’m not perfect, no one is. I don’t want someone who thinks I’m perfect; because I know sooner or later, he’ll see that I’m not, and finally, his feelings will vanish. I want someone who’ll want and love my imperfections; who won’t want me to be some delusional model of perfection.
Day: May 26, 2018
Scared of Love
“What will it be, yes or no?”, You ask. “I don’t have the answer,” I say. But actually, maybe, I do have the answer. I’m just not brave enough to accept it. Never have I felt this; Never did I imagined that it would be this intense. This feeling, so raw, so…
Just me 