Honestly, if we think about the answer to this question.
We then would have to admit truth.
Who wants a perfect love?
Where no mistakes are allowed to be made?

Where making up is eliminated?
Because we so determine not to make them.
It's like a smile without a frown.
Where constantly we trying to fool those around us?

Who wants a perfect love?
Where you always measured under a microscope?
Only to have others reminding us of our imperfect errors.

Oh, those perfectionists doesn't see the truth.
For if they did, they wouldn't trying to  present themselves so much better.