Love Your Imperfections Mga Nobela at Kwento

he sighed, "Not everything has to be perfect, and I love you despite and above the imperfections." he finished melting my heart... then he added, "Besides, everyone takes a shit from time to time, so what?" he laughed, and I covered my embarrassment with my hands over my face. "Or let's say I eat something and get sick... would you stop loving me because of it?" He asked, and I shook my head. "No, I will love you even more... I will care for you, fetch some medicine, call the doctor, and tend to your illness so you can recover faster..." I mumbled,

“But no, love is not based off of being aware of one’s least favourite and most favourite people. It’s so much more complex than that. It’s you wanting to be with her every second and still not get enough of her. It’s you wanting her for who she is, with her flaws and all. It’s loving her imperfections. It’s seeing things differently and possibly fighting because of it but still make up. It’s a lot but mostly, it’s you not being able to imagine your life without her.” He suddenly looked at him and shouldered him. “Is there someone that you can’t imagine your life without?” Dexter smiled but kept his silence. “Would you look at the time? I’m sorry, it seems I’ve picked up a habit of talking t

He dropped money on the table and left. My days have been more than boring, I can't concentrate at work, I keep things in the wrong places, and also mix peoples order. Always thinking of him. Now, I realize I like him, I was so shied to.admit this even in my head, I don't believe In love. I usually laugh at lovers, they are all pretending, and when I fall in love, he leaves in anger. These days, I like my new world, the one which my mind built, and when I get pulled it of it, I feel mad, like I want to hit someone. "What is wrong with you? How dare you! Are you blind?!" I got a huge slap for pouring hot soup on a customer. I hold my red cheek and say "I'm sorry, let me help you clean it up"

“That will see everything good in this person. That one person will overlook your flaws and what’s wrong in you that other people see. That person will love what those people hated about you. When you grow up, not everyone will like you, not everyone will appreciate you, but wait for those specific people, that particular someone that will see you like the last person saw that rose bush: pure petals and beautiful.” I returned Yoké’s smile and looked down. “Does the teacher agree?” “He couldn’t agree more. Happy is he who finds someone like the last man…” Yoké said and came in front to take over the lesson. I went to sit on the bench. I watched Yoké move around as he was speaking. How inspire

All I could feel was love. Loving is seeing the flaws, knowing the mood swings, appreciating the imperfections but most of all it's about recognizing the filthy dark parts of the heart and still wanting to treasure it. He was my miracle. He was my wishbone. He was my saviour. Quite literally, actually. Seeing the look of pure primal love in my eyes, Colton questioned. "What are you thinking about?" "You. Always." Colton grinned, coming closer to me. "You are absolutely breathtaking, every part of you is perfect. And I want to spend eternity proving this to you."

So long ago, and yet it was just like it was yesterday, the pain was the same today as it was then, only magnified now with Hazel's attitude. Laura Myers knew she had some serious soul-searching to do. She wondered if it was too late to redeem herself in her daughter's eyes. Respect was all she could hope for. Love was simply out of the question and with no other options available to her, she would have to accept whatever Hazel was willing to give her.

I say sharing my disgust at him at the very moment. " This is not how you get someone to love you. You do not manipulate the person you love just to fucking get there attention, you cannot force me to love you,I have no control over my heart! The faster you understand that the better for you goddammit! " I say to him through gritted teeth.

She looked at the sky where the full moon was shining with its full glory and a small diamond-like star was adorning its beauty. "See the beauty of the moon it resembles you and I am a star beside you, they are so far from each other but when they are seen together they compliment each other so perfectly." "Just like us" Kriti completed his sentence. "Yeah we are far from each other but we complete each other perfectly, you can see that moon and star which I'm seeing, then how we are separate" he said bashfully. She chuckled at his childish reason and said," I love you, my sweet idiot"

"I love you." "I love you, too." I said. "Don't talk like that. You seem to be forced to love me too." Sean pursed his lips in annoyance. He's so cute. "Then what should I say?" "Repeat what I said earlier. You just need to say 'I love you' without 'too'" I chuckled. Sean's body may be big, but he acts like a baby. "I love you." -----

Jevan adores you so much as his mother so I'm kindly asking for your forgiveness and for your blessings in talking to Jevan to take me back. All I need is one more chance, Mrs. Hollen. Just one. And I promise I'll be better, I'll do better because I wouldn't want to disappoint Jevan again. He means the world and more to me. I'm not perfect. I can be crazy with a bit of an attitude but I'm truly working on it and if Jevan is mine again, I believe he will help me become a better person. I love him so much. I can't stress how sorry I am.