They say 'no one is perfect'. I bet they've never fallen in love.
I have seen perfection when breeze plays with his tousled hair. Or when his eyes cringe when he laughs....Oh! And his laughter! It's pure perfection.
The way his heart-shaped lips forms a perfect curve when he smiles-a smile that stops everything.
There's perfection starting from his jaw lines to the ears that keep his glasses intact.
The way his hand holds mine and the warmth of his hugs. Mannequins don't stand a chance.
And the lips that shower me with kisses and magical words. And the outburst of feelings that follows....
I've seen perfection in his flaws.