Perfection is a dream left idealistic, and a reality left unfulfilled. 

Or at least that's how I envision perfection in its rightful state--being perfect.

Doesn't it ever make you wonder how much humans often strive for perfection (and still fall short) in the inevitable rat race for success? And at every instance of such occurrence, it is more oft than not that we fail to acknowledge the reason for this pursuit of perfection? Off the top of our heads, we would most definitely concur that perfection is idealistic and ostensibly desirable. But even if it makes no sense at all, just because something is idealistic doesn't make it pursuit-worthy or even ideal once it is attained.

I guess some elements are meant to be kept as ideals of perfected status as a reminder and benchmark for our performance. But honestly, perfection is never welcomed in our world today. In fact, it is often shunned as a trait. More commonly regarded as a taboo, we still continue on our blind journey towards 'perfection' but whether we attain it eventually or not is of course another story.

That being said, no one as of yet can be said to be perfect. But individuals who are close to being perfect are often criticized for the slightest of mistakes. Perfection becomes an obligation to live up to, and a burden that will weigh down on every single flaw of an individual, blowing the smallest of mistakes to unimaginable proportions.

And in the end, a circular argument that has no head or tail simply because ideals are meant to be what they are: a state of perfection and of unrealistic attainment. If ideals became real, new ideals would be redefined and in the same way, perfection is not a state of attainment, but a basis for comparison. And that is the root cause of many evils today. The survival-of-the-fittest mentality in this epoch of exponential knowledge growth is the downfall of many and perfection has unwittingly become our facade for competition.

But perfection, far from an ideal still, is embodied in many ways. And of which I have found and I am learning to cherish.

Tenggg dear,

you are indeed perfect in every single way. Your imperfections make you perfectly who you are--the girl who I fell in love with and want to spend my life with. Your broken smiles and empty heartaches make me all the more want to be there for you. So share with me your pain, and let me part of your imperfections so that we may make each other more perfect.

And whatever it is you get, remember there is always a second chance. And when all else fails, there is me.

I love you!!