When we dream of love, we often imagine someone "perfect."
Someone who will always understand, support, and please.
Someone who will always say the right words, look perfect and never make mistakes.
But real life is different.

Perfect people exist only in books and movies.
But in life, we meet those who can be stubborn, sometimes silent on the wrong topic, not always guessing our desires...
But they can be our closest and dearest.

A loved one is not someone who is perfect.
This is someone who knows how to ask for forgiveness if offended.
This is someone who sometimes argues, but in the end hugs you so tightly that the whole argument loses its meaning.
This is someone who takes not for a mask, not for a facade, but for the essence of the soul — with all the fears, dreams and weaknesses.

True love is not about "finding perfection."
It's about finding your man in this vast world.
Someone who's easy to keep quiet with. Who you want to share your dreams with. Who you want to walk with, even when the road gets difficult.

We are not made to be perfect. We were created to be real...

And the greatest happiness is to find someone who sees the most beautiful thing in imperfection.

I wonder if anyone thinks so too?