But then again, I don't really know him anyway. But here's something that is still along the lines of the 'imperfection' which we talked about a few posts before.
“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect - you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break - her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.” — Bob Marley
Nobody is perfect yet we're constantly looking for that perfect someone, of that ideal, believing that him or her can cover our own flaws and short falls. Believing that they can (or should) reinforce our belief system and support our perspectives. Then... it becomes perfect. Or is it? Hmmm.
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