In his perfect story, there are the torn pages - stained by the actions of the ruthless heartbreaker and with the saline of the heartbroken. In her perfect story, there are the pages of enchantment - abundant with the moments no lover's soul could ever allow to escape their minds. In their perfect story, there is the unbelievable - these pages full of inked hope and promise. The one thing we must remember is everyone's perfect story falls together as one like the pieces of a puzzle. What makes these stories so undeniably fascinating is not that in the end they are all intertwined, but yet the idea that not one of them is the same. No piece of the same puzzle is identical, and for this we must all create our own perfect stories to fit into the big picture of everything we already know. I've discovered something wondrous about my perfect story; in my perfect story is you. We all make mistakes, and we all say things we regret and wish so much we could take back, but after all is said and done there will always still be someone there who finds you remarkable. Within me, you can search for, find, and see that.
Oh, the distance may be daring, but nothing worthwhile will ever be right before your eyes.
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