“I do not fear letting you see my flaws, for I believe you will still love me exactly as I am.”

No matter the weather, if you embrace her storm she will always be your sunshine.

I will suffer a thousand lifetimes, to find a love like this.

And I fell madly in love with the way you smiled every time it rained.

Take these wings and fly, I would sacrifice it all to watch you soar free.

You are the gift I will never tire of unwrapping.

How empty yet curiously heavy, my hands without yours.

And when you’re ready knock softly upon this heart, for love sleeps within.

Beauty in her chaos, and stories in her scars.

You are my dreams by day, and my every waking thought all night.

And when the rain falls come dance with me in puddles instead of drowning.

Love is free, so give it generously.

I have nothing to offer you, but an endless love and a handful of dreams.

And even in such a temporary world, my love for you will always remain.

Often the ugliest of scars are worn by the most beautiful people.

Poetry will always be my way to watch joy dance and make heartache sing.

And I will love you always, as if I ever had a choice.

As far as looking at myself on screen, I tend to pick out every single flaw that I could have or should have done better.

If you love my heart and mind, then you would love me, for all that I’m. But if you don’t love my every flaw, then you mustn’t love me- not at all.

It’s harder than you might think to squander millions of dollars, but a flawed software development process is a tool well suited to the job.

Perfection in imperfection. Someone whose flaws work well with yours. Infuse modern love with the hues of older romance. An agency that offers something real in a world that was increasingly becoming plastic.

One of our major flaws, and causes of unhappiness, is that we find it hard to take note of appreciate and be grateful for what is always around us. We suffer because we lose sight of the value of what is before us and yearn, often unfairly, for the imagined attraction elsewhere.

Many kids, it seemed, would find out that their parents were flawed, messed-up people later in life, and I didn’t appreciate getting to know it all so strong and early.

I acknowledge my beauty and my flaws, I do my best to keep it one hundred with the woman in the mirror so making friends is actually easy.

But it is equally incontrovertible that if our intelligence gathering process is seriously flawed, we had better find out and find out fast if we are to avoid another Sept. 11.