Your Imperfections Novels & Stories

She was my soul mate. “I am losing myself, love. I am slowly losing it, seeing your look-alike every day. Every day, she tries so hard to be good to me. She takes care of our son and cooks for me, but I never eat them, but she doesn't give up. She is too perfect for me, too perfect that she is changing everything around me. I miss your imperfections and flaws, I miss being imperfect with you. I miss it when we don't know how to take care of Ryan, and we panic.” I laughed softly, slowly tracing her face with my fingertips.

“That's not what determines your perfection. Admittedly, there's a bit of imperfection in every creature, but when I see you, I don't see that first. I see you. All of you. And although the circumstances in which we met weren't…well, you know…” She blushed and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. “I still think you're…well, relatively perfect.” I couldn’t believe it. “Even with how I keep fucking up?” “Everyone makes mistakes, Roman.” She laughed lightly. “I mean, look at me. I made a huge mistake today, building assumptions in my mind. But we're here now, aren't we?” I was absolutely shocked by her words and didn't know what to do at first. Then Julian's voice floated into my mind, a

“Why would I want you to leave me? I might be an asshole but I’m not stupid.” “Are you sure?” I deadpanned, screwing my eyes. Mir cut his gaze at me, probably wondering why I was acting so weird. Despite the fire burning in his eyes, I remained calm. “If you’re not stupid, then why ask a stupid question?” When Mir only appeared more aggravated and bewildered, I sighed deeply in my chest. “I couldn’t leave, Mir. I couldn’t because...” I swallowed, my cheeks suddenly too hot for my own good. Was it alright to...say it? “...because no one is perfect. You have a past that makes you imperfect. And my imperfection is that I’m willing to look past all that. My imperfection is that I’m just as selfi

“I don’t deserve you, Amber. I’ve fucked up so many times.” “Stop thinking like that. You’re a good man worthy of being loved Grayson. No matter your flaws. Perfect is just an illusion. And it never lasts. Real life is messy and hard, but also perfectly imperfect. Everyone fucks up. Stop setting unachievable standards for yourself that you’ll never reach. That can’t fuckin’ be reached! I love you just the way you are Grayson. I don’t want a perfect man, I want you.” He took a deep breath, “I’ll try my best to be the man you deserve Amber. You make me want to be better. To do better for you and our daughter.”

No matter how firm his clothes were or how straight his back was or how the pitch of his voice rose and fell, he had his own insecurities and parts he wasn't proud of and so did millions of people. Only in America, they were more expressive about it and most didn't care because being Imperfect was normal. We were humans and making mistakes was as normal as taking a shower. We shouldn't push ourselves to the expectations of gods because we weren't capable of fulfilling those standards. Even gods, were not perfect. With that, he stood from the staircase and felt more in alignment as he cascaded down the stairs. Lu was not feeling well as she'd stayed under the rain for a long time.

she replied, “I can’t believe we are breaking history, a maid is marrying her boss.” “I don’t think anybody would believe that for you look nothing like a maid.” “But I was a maid.” “Was, but not anymore, you are my imperfect perfection,” he replied that she could only smile and wondered how can they be a perfection that is imperfect? Not getting her answer, she smiled more pronounced and listened to the priest, today is a very big day to her, a day she had looked forward to all her life with the man beside her. And she knew that just as his words ‘imperfect perfection’ confused her, so would their love confuse anyone who tries to ruin them.

The questions you wanted to ask, the answers you wanted to give. Tons to show and heaps to know. Always. [If we could do things the way we are supposed to do; Then it would've been all perfect throughout our lives. But it isn't , for a reason… And that is because life is all about the little imperfections and flaws that sum up it's beauty, that makes us more of what we really are… A human.] Now, let me tell you a story.

Dad said while laughing. I laugh too, “So all that you said is just drama to scare her?” “Of Course Baby. How can I live without you mom she’s my life and everything too like Shane to your heart. I just want her to realize that she’s not perfect at all.” “You are my idol Dad! I love you and thank you.” I hugged my dad tightly and he returned the favor and caressed my hair like a child.

He sighed in defeat. “It’s not about the perfect girl, Xan. It’s about the girl whose imperfections will make you love her more. No one’s perfect. And to be honest, you are like a billion miles away from it.” I elaborated and when I saw a smile on his face, I continued, “But there will be a girl who will love your imperfections. And you will love hers.” “When did you become so wise?” Xander questioned me with a smile on his face.

She pressed her cracked lips together. Disgusting. You're disgusting. She thought to herself. Rowena felt like crying. She wanted to cry. But the tears didn't come. A part of her thought she had no right to cry. There was only an insurmountable amount of self-loathing. Heat coursed through her face and body yet again. She turned off the faucet and moved towards the small shower area. Without undressing, she opened the shower head and stood underneath it. The cool water tapping against her body gave a sense of comfort. Not long after, her black shirt began to hug her body. The sensation wasn't strong enough. Rowena wrapped her weak arms around her torso. She wanted nothing to be embraced, to