The perfect imperfection

Seasons come and go to show us their perfect nature...But I think that all the perfection is actually hidden behind the small imperfections that make us unique...Long and short hair...Warm brown eyes or crystal blue...These are not the actual reasons to love somebody...When it comes to real love you remember the smell...the touch...the tone of the voice...the little wrinkles of the side of the face...Love is not evaluating one's perfections or imperfections...Love is to forget the outer beauty and live with the inner...To want...to forgive...to give without expecting to be given...to learn to understand the other one in silence...That's for me a real perfection!