They say that love is blind.
I say,
Love is ignorant.
For it is not that you cannot see the faults,
But refuse to look for and notice them.
Love is not finding a perfect person,
Who has no faults.
but rather,
Finding an imperfect person,
To look past their faults,
Making them perfect,
In your eyes.
Now my friends,
That,
Is love.
When the only thing that consumes your thoughts,
Is how that person makes you smile,
Every time you hear their voice,
Their laugh,
See them smile.
How even when they hurt you,
You can't help but think about them still.
How when life seems to dark to continue,
They brighten the way,
With a few simple words.
how they know everything about you,
Yet still like you,
Nevertheless.
That,
Is love.
1 comment:
I agree. Love is able to see the faults in others and love them anyway. Love doesn't pretend there are no faults. That's why love is so unique. The word "love" is thrown around carelessly. It should be saved and used carefully. I guess definitions vary.
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