For the Unloved
He doesn’t need to buy expensive things or take me on lavish dates just to keep my attention.
He just has to be his imperfect self. Because I will love him for who he is.
See, to me, love is not about being beautiful. It’s not about having something that the world envies because of how amazing it appears, how good it looks, how perfect it seems.
To me, love is not about possessing this sort of connection that never fades, never questions, never doubts
Because in all honesty, love is messy. Love is complicated. Love is, by its very design, meant to be imperfect. Because we are imperfect.
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