Perfect imperfections

Love you for the times
When you are wrong
And for the moments
When you're weak, not strong

Love you because of, not despite
Your imperfect looks
And for your mind
That would never create books

Love you for your softness
Not perfect toned flesh
And even when the world
Doesn’t move as we mesh

Love you for your voice
Some may call it plain
And for the way
That you drive me insane

For love isn't love
If it’s only at your best
Love is only love
When you love all the rest.