She looked through her window and saw what she thought was rain but really it was the tears blocking her view of sanity. All she wanted was to be wanted and the only thing keeping her from it was her perspective on humanity and what she believed to be its imperfections. She could never grip the fact that every "imperfection" there was to the rest of us made everything that much more amazing. It was hard for her to believe in God, although the rest of her family did. She lost people in her life who she believed should have never even left it, and that left her ignorant and bored with God. She had no miracle to witness to keep her faith. Not only did she lose faith in him, but also in her family. Her mother had a job that kept her from seeing her children, and her father had a new girlfriend that gave her even more ignorance and spite towards everyone else. She eventually shut out her friends and the family that was still left who hadn't "betrayed" her. She went through a hard time that no child should ever have to witness. Her life was ending, not physically but in her heart she could feel all hope being lost and thrown away like an old toy that a small child forgets about. She soon realized that like every child who forgets about an old toy they find a new one just like how she soon found new hope. She worked things out with her mother finding that it's not hard to just talk without yelling and remembering the past. She got used to her dads new life with his new love and began to think of her as the mother she needed. She had problems with finding the person she was but ended up finding the other half of herself in someone else. She found someone so amazing; words could never describe why she fell for him so quickly and how much she loved him. He helped her in ways he'll never understand and now she's the girl she's always aimed to be and she realized that every imperfection in this world makes a difference. If everyone was perfect no one would be happy. Love wouldn't be special and some feelings would be hard to show. Every imperfection she found in him made him that much more perfect and that's how she realized that her life couldn't get any better than this. This is what you call imperfect perfection.
