The readiness we all crave for love allows our generation to presuppose the notion of perfection, seen in a mere moment exposed to the eyes of desperation.
“I want the kind of happiness they translate in their smiles…”
But what happens when they leave their pretty picture? Is it flawless? Do they have it all figured out? Is it valuable? What’s their purpose?
I can’t hate on love but I will watch with caution.
Are you faced by the choice of satisfying the illusion as opposed to tackling the problem? Get help!
Because pretences do more damage than permanent exclusion.
I cannot admire or aspire anyone’s relationship as #Goals until I have what is required, information from top to toes.
Be in the know and don’t just assume it’s perfect because it looks so.