You love me in spite of myself
You love me even after smelling my morning breath
You love me exactly as I am
When all my make-up is gone
My hair is tasseled and not combed
You love me with all my imperfections and quirks
You love me even when it hurts
You love me…when I don’t love myself
You even love me in bad health
You love me during that time of the month
When I’m bitchy,
moody,
irritated,
fatigued,
bleeding,
crying
and an emotional wreck
You still love me
You love me exactly as I am
You love me when I am weak
You love me when I am vulnerable to the world
You love me regardless of my vanity
You love me….the real me
Through the core of my flesh….my soul and spirituality
You love every strand of my hair
From head to toe
You love my smile
Hell, you even love me, when I fuss and pout
Through all my attitude and silly moods….you love me
You see past all this tuff, rough exterior
You love me inside…the me that the world does not see
In spite of all my imperfections
You love me.
True love
Copyrighted 2004
You love me even after smelling my morning breath
You love me exactly as I am
When all my make-up is gone
My hair is tasseled and not combed
You love me with all my imperfections and quirks
You love me even when it hurts
You love me…when I don’t love myself
You even love me in bad health
You love me during that time of the month
When I’m bitchy,
moody,
irritated,
fatigued,
bleeding,
crying
and an emotional wreck
You still love me
You love me exactly as I am
You love me when I am weak
You love me when I am vulnerable to the world
You love me regardless of my vanity
You love me….the real me
Through the core of my flesh….my soul and spirituality
You love every strand of my hair
From head to toe
You love my smile
Hell, you even love me, when I fuss and pout
Through all my attitude and silly moods….you love me
You see past all this tuff, rough exterior
You love me inside…the me that the world does not see
In spite of all my imperfections
You love me.
True love
Copyrighted 2004
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