Our love was imperfect as well as we are
Nothing is perfect in this world
Love can fades as the time flow
As well our beauty
We are the flower
Beautifully bloom as the day comes we are withered
Our love is butterfly
Free and beautiful until the day end it dead alongside our appearance
Despite the imperfect, flaws and mistake
With the power of courage
We can fill every gap on those imperfection
Love may fade as well the beauty of it yet courage would never
Love is like a bird
It's free and hard to make it stays
But every courage and determination can make it stays
It can hurt and it can be gone without the freedom to feel and do something