If you truly love me, <br />Don't fall in love with my weekend best. <br />Don't love my outer looks, <br />As it is painted best countenance, <br />It is highly deceptive and varying. <br />Fall in love with my real self, <br />The way it come into view. <br />I may not have appealing form, <br />Truthfully, I never cared. <br />Fall in love with my annoyance, <br />My resentful moods, <br />That roams in vacuum, at times. <br />Fall in love with my innocence, <br />But at times most mature and sober. <br />Fall in love with my purity, <br />As pure as a virgin or snow. <br />Fall in love with my mis-fortunes, <br />Indicating failures in life. <br />Fall in love with the scars, <br />Given by most un-kindest souls, <br />Fall in love with my entire existence, <br />Unmindful of merits and de-merits; <br />Or don't trouble me with your calculated love..<br /><br />Dr. Yogesh Sharma<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-my-self/
