I found someone,
they make me whole,
but one thing,
well, maybe more than one thing,
those things are,
I am insane,
weird,
ugly,
hopeless.
But she convinced me other,
or she thought
but I still plan things that people will say I am crazy for planning,
but,
She still loves me
and that is what love is.
The ability to hold someone's hand when they are not perfect or are having a bad day, or maybe just crazy.
That is what love is the ability to stand by someone no matter what.