There’s this girl I knew, she was tall and blonde with a
quick wit and an open heart. She loved until she couldn’t love and then she
loved a little more. All she wanted was whatever you wanted and she’d have
search the ends of the earth to see a solitary smile.
There was this boy I knew. He was an entirely perfect. But
he wasn’t her perfect.
And that’s where nature falls.
No matter how much she’d love, his heart would not be
receptive.
That’s what stings. But that’s what’s beautiful.
So I told her, take comfort in rejection. Kiss your wasted
time and mark the experience. Everyone has been given a vocation; why would you
ever want a cookie-cutter fate when yours has been so uniquely and so
intricately designed to bring you your own kind of solace and your own kind of
happiness. Chase what you love, and the one who loves you won’t be far behind.
And when it catches up you’ll be prepared, for when who loves you catches you
at what you love, you’ll spend eternity in serenity and there will be nothing
else you desire.
The pieces will fall in perfection, if you give them the
time to.
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