She: Don't tell me I'm perfect. I have lots of flaws, you know that.
He: Honey, I do, but...The thing is... The way I see you are perfect.Look, we managed to create our own 'infinit time' inside the official time, right?She: Yeah but it's totally different things. Our time is a matter of how we seize it and make it last. My "perfection" it's nothing but a oppinion. A oppinion from someone who's in love with me.He: Ohh but you can't say I'm blind because of that.She: I know, and I'm not...He: Because, you know, it's not a simple oppinion... Follow me...She: Okay.He: For me those who say that perfection it's a maculated, free of flaws thing are the wrong ones. See, what is this 'perfect' thing or being then? A god or goddess? Ok, but we live in a world that they are just references so we can live our lives the best way we can.She: Wow you're really into this... Tell me more.He: Well... From my 'human' point of view a perfect thing, or should I say, person, it's the one that has it's flaws and manage to be a good person though. And you are that. You're not just the woman I love... You're the best person I've ever known.
So... When I say that to me you're perfect, I'm not exagerating or being irrationally blind because of my feelings. I do it because you are this perfect.She: Ok my precious I can't argue with that... If you think so then you can call me that.
But beware if I end up believing in this and get cocky, you know...He: That would never happen with someone this perfect my Goddess...
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