Uh...
so where do I start...
Yes I am. I am in love with someone who is imperfect. The man has some scars on him, emotional scars, that is. The man I'm in love with has done some fucked up shit in the past (and so did I), and he is willing to learn lessons with me. He had a hard time finding someone who can fill the void he had, someone who wants to share his love for gaming, cats, superhero comics, Italian Food, and traveling. His flaws are always visible. It was hard for him to be that way. When I came into his life, his whole life changed for the better. I became his whole life. I was always the one he depends on when it comes to emotional support. I always look past his flaws, his scars, his everything. I never cared for his appearance. The only thing I cared about was loyalty and faith, and a sweet personality. Our mental flaws can always clash, but we will always work everything out in the long run.
tl;dr. yes I am in love.