There was a love affair in this building

The kind of love affair, Which every respectable building must keep as a legend

Slowly festering through an innocent by the way

Or have you heard

He was perfect except for the fact that he was an engineer

And mothers prefer doctors and lawyers

Yet despite this imperfection he was clean looking and respectable looking

And you’ll never find a mother who doesn’t appreciate a natural man

So he grew healthy aloe vera plants by the window

i made change after change
on the road to perfection
but when i finally felt beautiful enough
their definition of beauty
suddenly changed

what if there is no finish line
and in attempt to keep up
i lose the gifts i was born with
for a beauty so insecure
it can't commit to itself

- the lies they sell

Rupi Kaur. The Sun and Her Flowers

perfection is not just about control. It is also about letting go