Have you ever tried to walk into that part of her
Where smiles don’t reach
And from where tears don’t fall?
That corner where strangers are remembered,
Kindness is treasured
Have you loved the infant inside the adult?
The insomniac inside the _Kohl_-stained eyes?
Did her fears ever make you tremble a little?
And her struggles make you struggle a little?
Did you ever spend a sleepless night
Reminiscing that broken smile?
If her imperfections never defined perfection for you,
Then maybe, just maybe
You never loved her at all.