Model of Perfection

 

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.

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