There are times where I am not making much sense. And I pose ridiculous questions and situations. I swear you wouldn't believe the questions I ask. But it is for a reason. And I suppose it means something to me. We all have our ideal answers and solutions. Of course realistically speaking, it is a constant miss.
But that does not define the relationship.
Yes, it does bug me. But what would you prefer?
The picture perfect or being there living its imperfections savoring the perfections?
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