Love is not perfect.
People say that love is perfect and that the lovers are the ones who are not.
However, love, in itself, is not perfect either. I believe the only perfect thing ever is the creator.
Anyway, it does not really matter if love is perfect or not. After all, the most beautiful things in this life are those that have their imperfections. I mean, what kind of boring shit this life would be if everything was just peachy?
A rose would not be as precious without its thorns.
The rainbow would not come out without a first having a little rain.
A diamond would not glitter if it is not cut and bruised.
I guess what I’, trying to say is that while love is not perfect, we have a perfect God who loves us BECAUSE of our imperfections. That alone is one of the greatest things to be thankful for.