Hard to believe right?

He turned to me and said, you have the most beautiful smile; i love the way your fears shine in your eyes as smoke whispers out of your lips; i love the way you can see a spark of happiness on your face, even on the darkest days; i love the way you try to smile when something is stealing your smile; i love the way you let that one person walk all over you despite everthing because it shows your true loyalty; i love the way you bite your lip when you have a million things to say and you try to stop them rushing out in a blur of emotion; i love the way when you tears roll down you cheeks, you still say you're okay because you trying to be strong; i love the way how when you cuddle up to me and sigh, you breath dances across my neck and gives me shivers; i love the way when i wake up to you sleeping, you look so broken, yet peaceful; i love the way you've picked yourself up and kept going, even though i can hear your heart breaking. to be quite simple, he said, i utterly love every little imperfection. he breathed and look into my eyes and spoke right from his heart, saying, for it is not your beauty that shines from the inside out, your smile that take the breath out of me, the way you make my soul dance with laughter, the way you make me smile with the cute little things you do, like trying to hide from me in the morning because you are convinced you are hideous upon wakening, or not the way that you are like no other, you are yourself. not the way you are down to earth, caring and the most loving person i've ever known. it is your web of imperfections that i love and adore. because that is what makes you so god damn beautiful.