I am looking for imperfection

Brief thoughts about finding the perfect love

Earth seen from above: 10,000 hearts for a red ribbon — Le Mans (47 60' — 0 10' E) / Yann Arthus-Bertrand.

I once had a perfect love and it ended. If it’s perfect then it shouldn’t end, wouldn’t you say? But perfection gets boring, it dries up. Perfection is uniform and predictable. And I could have had a perfectly unadventurous life.

But yeah, it ended, so I’m looking for imperfection now, I’m looking for people that aren’t easy to accept because they’re rogue like me.

Imperfection is more complex and more interesting. I’m looking for the darkness in me and in those around me, for the darkness that they can bring out in me through their desires and personality. I’m looking to learn more about myself, through my interaction with them. I’m looking for experiences, life as it comes. Not perfection.