Perfectly Imperfect — Kevin Tyrone McMillion Jr.

You mask the pains of your heart with an endearing smile, Captivating all with the music of your voice, Drawing eyes away from the scars you bear. But I am not fooled. Yes, your voice serenades me, Wrapping my heart in the warmth of your embrace. Yes, your smile pulls me in, Like a moth drawn helplessly to a flame. Yet what truly captivates me is your heart— All its scars, its battles, its quiet courage. Perfectly imperfect, I do not crave your beauty, But the essence behind it. I do not wish merely to feel it, But to embrace it wholly, To wipe the tears from your eyes, To hold you when the world leaves you broken. Know this: Even if you gouged my eyes, tore me limb from limb, I would still find my way to your heart, For it is there that I belong.