as we fall

imperfections

i think that what drew me
in
was the way that your
lips
danced when you
talked
almost singing when you were barely
whispering
even though they were
chapped
and broken

and how your fairly boring flat
hair
still shone with the knowledge that
you
were loved and accepted

and how your gangly
arms
were still a source of
comfort
to all, a shoulder for your enemies, even,
to
lean on

and your scarred, uneven
emotions
could still love, even after the
hellhole
we call "life" got too close for
comfort

you drew me in because you were
basking
in the light of your
imperfections

...............................
dedicated to everyone who's not perfect

hint: that's every single human, ever

<3