I’ll take all of your flaws and, tie them into chains and call them beautiful. I’ll wear them in my hair and around my neck, Until they begin to wilt, and then I’ll press them between the pages of my favorite books. So I’ll always remember them fondly.
I’ll take your imperfections and, paint them into pictures for my walls. I’ll decorate the places that I dwell with each and every one, and call it home. Until the colors fade, and then I’ll press them into photo albums that we can show our friends, While we tell them all of our stories.
I want all of your strengths but, I want your weaknesses too. Because that is just how much I love you.