A missing tile here, a broken bulb over there, and a wrecked heart sitting in an abandoned armchair, counting the moments they wished they could go back in time and change whatever happened.
I think the word “Perfect” was invented to make us feel bad. Nothing really resembles the word perfect. Isn’t it a fact?
On the meantime, we try to live with the mere perfections we were blessed with. The good health, the greatest company and the hearts of those who love us and care about us genuinely are what should keep us going.
We all have flaws. You & me, we do things and give ourselves the excuse to do so, shouldn’t we allow others to make mistakes and allow our heart and mind to forgive and forget?
Shouldn’t we be clearer that we are just like everyone else, not perfect, just Human.
2 comments:
one should strive for perfection, but should never forget that imperfection is what makes us perfect in our own sense of the word..as i see it, imperfection is not something bad..
your "perfection is a myth" is imperfect :)
one should strive for perfection, but should never forget that imperfection is what makes us perfect in our own sense of the word..as i see it, imperfection is not something bad..
your "perfection is a myth" is imperfect :)
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