In life we as humans build the perfect mate from scratch in our heads. The more we think of this person the more familiar they become to us, almost as if they were real. In that familiarity we become accustomed to looking for someone that fits our ideology of "perfection". In the end we can't obtain the very thing we created, because "perfect" doesn't exist...so are we chasing dreams? Or are we chasing hope in perfection?
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