perfecting perfect perfection
I read this last night and it made my heart swell... "True love does not come by finding the perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly" I'm not sure of the author but I love it.
I often wonder if anyone can see me perfectly when I don't know if anyone really sees me at all.
I have perfected the art of invisibility - all without even trying.
Perfect is he who is the man who sees me.
Sees past all my weirdness and quirks.
Sees the me inside that's starving for his touch.
Sees me despite the shadows that cloud my pathway.
And Sees the light beyond and is willing to carry me if necessary to reach it.
Save me and I'll save you...
I often wonder if anyone can see me perfectly when I don't know if anyone really sees me at all.
I have perfected the art of invisibility - all without even trying.
Perfect is he who is the man who sees me.
Sees past all my weirdness and quirks.
Sees the me inside that's starving for his touch.
Sees me despite the shadows that cloud my pathway.
And Sees the light beyond and is willing to carry me if necessary to reach it.
Save me and I'll save you...