The Perfectly Imperfect Me I looked at the mirror, possibly for the last time before the event. Even my makeup couldn't hide my dark circles, and made me look like a patient. I hated myself.❣ . I saw the girl jogging in the chilly weather, her slim figure and perfect body made me feel myself as a corny, ugly and charred lady. I hated myself already.❣ . With all that fortissimo background, his voice still sounded loud. Everyone was mesmerized by his melodious voice. And here I stood whose voice sounded like fortified command. I wished I could change myself.❣ . Saw her perfect dance steps, Or that boy's full marks in every subject. And that friend's aromatic items. I started to feel envious about these things, and started to hate myself for not even being to envisage my dreams.❣ . Sitting at my desk and scribbling these words in the last pages of my diary, I took a glance of the beautiful midnight moon. Even it seems to have scars of its own.❣ . I looked at myself in the mirror, and realized that my flaws weren't so bad. Neither my imperfect body nor my failed qualities made me feel mad. I might not be the topper, But fate was teaching me lessons itself. That was the first time i fell in love. In love with myself.❣ . The Perfectly Imperfect Me #lovequotes #love #heartbroken #heartbrokenquotes #bookish #instagram #insta #its_the_midnight_scribbler #poetry #poems #writersofinstagram #writer #sniper #snippets #author #heartbreakquotes #lover #nightmare #poetrycommunity #authorsofinstagram #writing #writingprompts #bookish #poetsofinstagram
