We seek perfection, continuously. Especially when it comes down to romance. The right kind of person, the right timing, that perfect grin, the perfect scene, that right level of maturity, and the list goes on.
Everything that we want from that potential other half, it has to be perfect. Though we know perfection hardly exist, we still naively determined to go out there risking everything looking for it. I suppose its through all this endless searching, we are therefore a step closer to perfection.
But at the end of the day, instead of seeking that perfect partner, will we end up being that perfect one, unreachable by the rest? Will the quest to seek perfection actually lead us to our desired perfection? I wonder.
Everything that we want from that potential other half, it has to be perfect. Though we know perfection hardly exist, we still naively determined to go out there risking everything looking for it. I suppose its through all this endless searching, we are therefore a step closer to perfection.
But at the end of the day, instead of seeking that perfect partner, will we end up being that perfect one, unreachable by the rest? Will the quest to seek perfection actually lead us to our desired perfection? I wonder.
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