Saturday with Darcy
“Where do you want to go first?” Darcy asked as we walked along the shops at the mall.“Wherever you want.”
“How about you help me fix my sense of style?” he smiled.
“It’s already perfect.” This day was going perfect. We had split off from Laura and Ryan for a bit but would meet again for lunch. I couldn’t even describe in words how perfect it truly was. Even perfect doesn’t describe it quite right because it wasn’t. Things are never perfect, but it reminded me of a quote I once read. You come to love someone not by finding the perfect person, but seeing an imperfect person, perfectly.
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