Perfection is a mirage and even in me cannot be found
Beneath these flaws and differences
Are the sounds of hearty laughters
And the memories of rapt listening with untainted smiles.
What more can a friend cherish and desire?
I still find a friend in you.
Nov 19, 2019
Nov 19, 2019 at 4:43 AM UTC
Perfection is a mirage and even in me cannot be found
Beneath these flaws and differences
Are the sounds of hearty laughters
And the memories of rapt listening with untainted smiles.
What more can a friend cherish and desire?
I still find a friend in you.
