Compromise….

 

We’re intelligent enough to know that no one, and nothing, is perfect.

Understanding, in an instant, perceptions can change,

whereby the illusion is shattered, and somehow things can never be as they were.

 

But why deal in illusion?

 

What does someone suppose love is?

For me, it’s a deeper sense of purpose, to have someone special

who isn’t perfect, but worth compromising over.

Fighting for, being there for, bettering oneself for…..

 

It’s a two-way street though, and however much you want to stand up and fight,

if you’re punching the air, you won’t hit anything.

 

I’ve got plenty of fight left in me, and an infinite capacity to compromise.

Steve B 11/14

 

 

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