Perfection
We can’t wait for perfection in life, because there is no such thing. Hearts want romance and things to work, whatever the circumstances. But minds have to stay engaged, to make tough choices and speak truthfully to accepting hearts. Two people must listen and care what the other says, risking guarded emotional currency, not just observing safely from a distance. Only then can a Love, that once was, be free and unafraid, to exist again.Your standards so high, once again can accept me, just a simple guy, into that secret place within, where only the chosen are allowed to go.
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