Belle of Ares
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Last published Tue, Dec 29, 2015
Yes, you are handsome but i do not love you because of that.
Yes, you are rich but I do not love you because of that.
Yes, you are smart but I do not love you because of that.
You are almost perfect but I do not love you because of that.
I love you as certain ugly things are to be love.
I love you as certain dark things are to be love.
I love you as certain broken things are to love.
I love you as certain useless things are to be love.
Simply, I do not love you because you have everything. I'd love you even if you have nothing.
I already embraced everything you have in the shadows. Now it is easy for me to welcome what you have in the light.
I've kissed your flaws and failures. Now it is easy for me to also kiss your success.
I love all the bad things about you. And it will never be hard to love the good things that you could do.
I love you, not because of the looks, wealth, talent or intellect. I love you because even if you have the stinkiest attitude ever, you still love me for who I am. As I love you for who you are.
I accepted you as a whole, And you accepted me as a whole, too.
I may have scars that I cannot hide. You also have yours, too.
Even if you are a flower that never blooms, I'd still love.
I love you with all my heart, Ares. But what did you do? To me? To my love? And to my heart?
Inspired by Pablo Neruda and Diana Love
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