Acceptance in Love
We build our walls, we draw our lines,
Demanding hearts to match designs.
Yet love was never meant to mold,
Its beauty lies in truths untold.
To understand is not the key,
Acceptance sets the spirit free.
For flaws are threads that weave us whole,
The perfect chaos of a soul.
Embrace the quirks, the scars, the pain,
The sun shines brighter after rain.
When love learns not to fight or bend,
It blossoms deeper in the end.
So hold them close, just as they are,
Their light, their shadow, every scar.
In loving purely, you will find,
A bond unbroken, heart aligned.
Through storms that rage and winds that roar,
Love anchors stronger at its core.
It doesn’t seek to fix or change,
But finds the beauty in the strange.
For every heart is wild, untamed,
No two are ever quite the same.
Yet in the dance of give and take,
A harmony begins to wake.
No perfect script, no flawless part,
Just raw connection, heart to heart.
In every stumble, every fall,
Love whispers, “I will catch it all.”
So cherish moments, big and small,
The quiet nights, the laughter’s call.
For love’s not perfect—nor are we,
But in its light, we’re truly free.
©oriole_b