We don’t look for love,
be’coz its lonely to be watching movie alone …
because its sad to eat meals on your own,
b’coz its nice to cradle up with someone on rainy days,
we look for love,
b’coz we want to be accepted..
for the sloppy way we dress,
for the clumsy way we eat our meals,
for bad hair days and for simplicity in us,
love is an act of acceptance …
that with all our imperfections,
we are still loved…
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