Even when he is #2 on the top of priority list,
He is still not as high as he deserves to be.
Most of the time I don’t make him my #1,
but those brief moments when I do are the most beautiful moments of my life.
And that’s what keeps me chasing the Man called Perfection.
It’s those moments that make
my thousands of days of putting first
my looks,
my accomplishments, and
my own glory
feel
so
empty
in comparison.
I know life can be better than this.
There is more to life than chasing some impossible standard.
And there is more to life than giving up on standards altogether
and settling for less than the best.
I know, and I have seen,
And it is possible to go back.
There is a sweet place of rest
somewhere nearby.
Somewhere there is a place beyond this balancing act,
And there is someone out there
who is already Perfect
for me –
that is,
Perfect in place of me.
I don’t have to be “perfect,”
And I just don’t want to be anymore.
There is a sweet place of rest
somewhere nearby.
And despite where I have been lately,
I wanna be right there with him.
And that’s what keeps me chasing the Man called Perfection,
That impossible,
beautiful,
ever-misunderstood
Man.
So forget the past.
He already did.
