Love is not meant to be perfect. Because being perfect means not being able to love your flaws, and love means to able to love someone's flaws their imperfections and when you find beauty in someone's imperfections that is love. Love has flaws and it's still beautiful like the moon. Something that scares you to the depth of the core but at the same time it teaches you about the faith. Love Fully depends on the faith. Some love stories begain and ends with...