No you’re not perfect.

I can honestly say that maybe you’re not the guy my Mom wanted me to meet. Knowing my mom.

& I can honestly say that my Dad would kill me for dating someone who smokes & drinks @ an early age.

But I never cared, did I?

Because here I am trying to make you quit smoking (Even if you don’t follow your one stick a day). Here I am trying to help you be the best student I know you can be. Be the best person I know you are. Because I wanna believe that even if you’re not perfect. & even if you’re never going to be perfect.. You’re always going to be perfect for me. Like how you hate carrying my bag, or the fact that you don’t always visit me at school. I even laugh about the fact that you can fart in front of me because that’s how comfy we are with each other.

I know you’re never going to be perfect. & you’re never going to be the prince charming every girl is dying to meet. I guess chivalry is dead & I can’t expect that much from you when it comes to that. But being you is enough & seeing you try to be the perfect one for me is enough. It’s hard that I can expect so much but get let down a lot. But it doesn’t mean that I don’t love you for who you are.. & for how you love me.

I’ve never doubted the fact that I love you, even if you have the worst habits in the world. Isn’t that what love’s suppose to be? Accepting the person for who & what she is.. even if she isn’t perfect.