If love is to see the imperfect perfectly, then I am in love.
I trust her when everyone says she is not worthy of it
I listen to her every word, even when there was no meaning or reason to them
I always beleived in her when nobody else would
I had faith in her, even though my better judgement said not to
I saw her as the most beutiful thing even when she was not
I kept her safe and close to my heart, trusting her to not use the dagger she kept with her
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem