Diamond In The Rough

If I could describe you in one word, it would be imperfect. You don't always say the right things. Your smile is slightly crooked. Your dance moves are outdated. You're sarcastic than most and often times you can be selfish. Sometimes I feel like I am in deep passion with Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. But your imperfections are what make you perfect. All of your flaws and bad habits of swearing in every sentence, biting your cuticles to past the time, & twiddling your thumbs while your right eye twitches is what makes me gaze upon your angelic face & think to myself. "He's mine". If you were perfect, I wouldn't want you. There wouldn't be room for error bcuz you'd already have a solution before the problem occurred & that..would..simply..be..boring. Unfulfilling if I may add. Your imperfections and mistakes have shown me that it's ok not to get it right the first time around. It's ok to laugh at yourself every once in a while. You're my exotic diamond amongst a million stones & although at times you may slip out of my hands & hit the pavement, you never break. I blow off the dust, shine you again, & you're just as beautiful, just as exotic, and just as perfect as you originally were. Your imperfections are perfectly perfect to suit the perfection of my love for you....and I wouldn't change a damn thing.