If they love you, they love every memory of you; Each wrinkle, a chapter to feel. If they love you they love you in present and past; They will kiss all the hurt till it heals. If they love you, each scar becomes who you are; A page in your story of life. For love doesn't see; it feels deep within; Love doesn't cut like a knife. Love doesn't see imperfections, It only feels where love can grow. Love doesn't go for the taking; Love is the give and the show. Each weight we hold onto in whispers Can lift like a feather in flight, If we trust in all our imperfect And balance each dark with the light. Be love, no secret disguises; Embrace every reason you lack; For love can never find you If you're hiding behind your own back. Love doesn't see you as flawless; It sees you imperfectly planned. Love will love you completely When you reach out and hold your own hand. So love you, love every memory of you, Each wrinkle, each chapter; just feel. Love all you are in present and past, For your love is your love to heal. Heather Lea Art: 'Hands Gesture' by Banksy |