Love for imperfect things
I’m writing a love letter to you, you imperfect, incredible thing. You’re uneven, and sometimes awkward, but there’s something about you that sings.
It’s your imperfections and your quirks and your cracks that make you human and infinitely beautiful. And so worthy of love. From you as well as everyone else. Not because of what you’ve achieved, or the way you look, but simply because you are you.