Love is

Love doesn’t see the cracks

Love doesn’t feel the sharp edges

Love doesn’t count the pieces

Love sees the whole picture

Love feels the pain of each shard

Love counts only the heart beat

Loving the imperfection of your perfect picture

…is what love is…

 

 

 

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5 thoughts on “Love is”

  1. This is so sweet. I can totally relate to this, I am a hopeless romantic and I agree with this poem. Love is loving with imperfections. Wow.

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