Find bits of your imperfection in me.
Don't fall in love with my smile, fall in love with my tears. Into the tears and into the stories that flow from them. I wish someone could understand the pain that is hidden behind every tear.
I don't want someone to fall in love with my words, I want someone to fall in love with my silence. In the thoughts that haunt me when the world goes silent and the room goes dark. In the moments when my mind starts to question everything that is right and what is different. In thoughts that ask me about reality, about dreams, about hope, about everything. And then I know I need someone to fall in love with the echo of my silence and the confusion in my mind.
Don't fall in love with my face, fall in love with my eyes to learn their secret language. I want someone to step into them without fear and see the world through my eyes. He will see how I look at him, how I love him.
Fall in love with my words. The words I speak quietly. The words I write. The words I use when I don't know what to say and in all those words that wander in my mind looking for answers to unanswered questions.
Fall in love with my madness. To my surprise. Into my expectations, fears. In hope. Into uncertainty. In moments of unrealistic expectations. Into my idealistic dreams. I want you to see the simplicity in my complexity and the wisdom in my madness.
Fall in love with my wounds. Fall in love with my scars because they made me who I am today. They helped me grow. In those scars where the pieces of my broken dreams and pieces of my wounded heart are kept. They are the reason that I am careful, that I do not trust everyone, that I look for people who show me their vulnerability and do not hide behind a mask of false happiness.
They make me still love even when it hurts. They are the reason I still believe in someone special and they will be the reason I will understand your scars. Hidden pain in them. We will list them together with love, respect and trust. Mine and yours.
