he always said he
could count his
flaws on
both hands
but;
I loved him for
the way
his imperfections
made him whole ..
I saw how his
soul
was so
beautifully
torn and
that all of his
imperfectly scattered
pieces
would always
fit together perfectly
with mine
Sep 22, 2016
Sep 22, 2016 at 11:39 AM UTC
he always said he
could count his
flaws on
both hands
but;
I loved him for
the way
his imperfections
made him whole ..
I saw how his
soul
was so
beautifully
torn and
that all of his
imperfectly scattered
pieces
would always
fit together perfectly
with mine
