Seeker of Flaws
I always find myself loving the pitch black sky more than the moon and stars painted all over it.
I always find myself loving raindrops more than the sun smiling so brightly at me.
I always find myself loving that sad part of me than the blissful person I should be.
This is because I always believed that the stars and moon won't look so beautiful up there without the darkness on its background.
Rapture won't be felt when sunlight finally came when we never got the chance to feel its opposite.
Lastly, I won't appreciate happiness without even knowing how it is to be in despair.
My eyes will always search for those that makes every perfection stand out. I would always look for the flaws; for the subtle detail that makes everything seems so perfect.
This is what I always look for people. I always find myself loving their flaws more and I will always find beauty in them.
This would always make me wonder if anyone on Earth has the same eyes as mine who finds beauty in imperfections and somehow wishing they could also find beauty in mine.
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