What If
She was perfect, he was amazing, but mama said don’t judge a book by its cover because everyone has a few bad chapters
And dad always told me no one is perfect so why picture standards that can’t be met
So, I told myself always be realistic because feelings deserve to be held gently
What if everyone thought this way what would love look like today?
p.s. don’t let expectations blind you…
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