Perfection

Perfect doesn’t actually exist. Everyone has their own version of perfect. Mine has a name.

And that name is Teran Leigh Richmond.

“Teran Richmond, you’re perfect. Not because you have no flaws. But because you HAVE flaws and aren’t afraid to admit it. You ARE my perfection”

Perfect

Perfect isn’t real. It’s something only you can define. You choose what you believe is perfect. It could be a place, a thing or even a person.

My perfection has a name, Teran Leigh Richmond.

“Teran, you aren’t perfect because you have no flaws. You’re perfect because you HAVE flaws. You are my perfection”