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Perfection of Imperfection

Author: Kerry
E-Mail: Whatever212@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue.
Category: M/L Lizs POV - Alternative Universe
Rating: PG
Feedback: Yeah! I would love it! Please don't flame though, I'm fragile.
Comments: Due to popular demand, this is a sequel to my fic Kindness of a Stranger. If you dont read that first, you are going to be totally lost. This fic is set 8 years after the previous. By the way, the title sucks, and Im sorry! Authors
Note: The lyrics are I Knew I Loved You by Savage Garden - the boys who are still proud to call Australia home.

I Knew I Loved You
By Savage Garden

Maybe its intuition
But some things you just dont question
Like in your eyes
I see my future in an instant
And there it goes
I think I found my best friend
I know that might sound more than a little crazy
But I believe...

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

Theres just no rhyme or reason
Only this sense of completion
And in your eyes
I see the missing pieces
Im searching for
I think I have found my way home

I know that may sound more than a little crazy but I believe...

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

A thousand angels dance around you
I am complete now that I have found you

I knew I loved you before I met you
I think I dreamed you into life
I knew I loved you before I met you
I have been waiting all my life

A lot has changed over the yearssince that night and the beginning of her new life, her new beginning. From the point when she had been reborn and created a new person, a new Liz.

She lay on the soft, green grass and greeted the sun with a smile, still innocent, still eager, tipping her head back and displaying her scar for the world to see.

Take me as I am and dont expect me to change, it seemed to say, denying the world which seeks perfection where there was noneleast of all in her.

But in herself, while not perfect, beat a heart that was all too human, capable of love and hate, joy and sadness, a heart that has known heartbreak and came out stronger for it.

With the help of a stranger.

She still thought of him often and always with a loving smile on her face. She had fallen in love with him so easily, finding a connection borne between mates of the soul, the one thing that was truly herself. A connection borne of pain and suffering, tears and heartbreak. A connection of understanding and compassion.

Her connection with him was stronger than she had ever thought possible, stronger than she had ever felt. In a world where imperfections were emphasised to the extreme, and life was dreaded and anticipated at the same timehe had taught her that imperfections were, in a way, perfections in themselves.

He taught her to believe in herself, trust in herself and she did - so easily. It was all because of him, his strength, his soul which irrevocably cried out for hers.

Two wanderers combined that night, making one whole.

But, still, those same two wanderers had parted ways.

She didnt regret that, their ending, their finale. It was bound to happen and, yet, in those few moments they were together, they reveled in their oneness.

Joy and heartbreak mingled as one as they said their goodbyes and stepped into the unknown.

No longer wanderers, no longer lost, they were Max, they were Liz. They were found. They had said goodbye to their former selves, the part that was lonely, was afraid and came out as different people, fearless and content with their choices, their lives.

But still together, still connected - their souls not bound by endings and sadness this time. No, their souls were connected through beginnings and happiness.

They still were

Liz heard a childish giggle and turned to watch her husband walk out of the back door and into the garden, carrying their pride and joytheir five year old daughter.

Liz smiled and wished her old life and her stranger a true goodbye.

She didnt need the memories any more, their weight was no longer felt. Hurts were forgotten, regrets no longer and pain was displaced to be replaced by contentment and love.

Her life was now, with her soulmate and her family. Everything else was forgotten, the past.

Imperfection bred to perfection.

Liz Evans wouldnt have it any other way.

The End

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