Love is in the imperfection,
And life is in the mistakes,
So you have to pay attention,
To the silence music makes,
Listen to the beauty between the notes;
Ornate stories of happiness,
Venture beyond the words I wrote,
Enjoy the truth my soul confessed.
This poem was inspired by the two quotes about love shown below. The underlined words in the poem are from the first quote. The letters in bold spell out ‘last love’, which is from the second quote.
Since love grows within you, so beauty grows. For love is the beauty of the soul.
- Saint Augustine
Being someone’s first love is great, but being someone’s last love is beyond perfect.