The love, the hate, and the beautiful

Perfectly Imperfect

What is the first thing you see

when you look at me?

You'll probably answer with

a beautiful body and amazing personality.

Do you know what I see

when I look in the mirror at myself?

So many imperfections.

My body isn't beautiful

and I feel like I'm not skinny enough

and I have no curves whatsoever.

My personality isn't that great either.

I have too many demons inside of me.

I don't understand how you can look past

all of those imperfections

and still love me for who I am.

No matter how many imperfections

that I think I have, you don't see that at all.

I am so lucky that I found you.

Even though I'll shatter completely at times,

I know that you will be there to

piece me back together.

Sometimes when I look at the mirror at myself,

those insecurities will come to mind and I'll break down.

But, then I'll remind myself of what you see in me

and that I should see what you do.

I have finally learned to accept my flaws.

I may not be perfect, but that's ok.

I'm perfectly imperfect.