It’s weird thinking that you can care so much about someone, you love them enough to belittle the flaws until they maybe even become nonexistent. And to think maybe their flaws are just a small ingredient to the perfect recipe, you look past them basically and you focus on learning to love them, to accept them. Why? Because they make you happy, genuinely happy. And something like that is hard to find. So when you do, hold tight. Appreciate that shit like no other.
I put this shit on a pedestal but what good does it do me..