The ‘perfect’ partner is a myth
She dreams of her Prince Charming. He waits for his Sleeping Beauty. She pictures in her mind as to how her knight in shining armour is going to be. He longs to be loved by the cherubic doll that's been made for him. All of us, amidst our varied range of wishes, desires, and expectations from life, are somewhere united by the fact that we all secretly yearn to find that special someone who will, one fine day, walk into our life, and make it so much more beautiful. And a common thing that runs in our hearts is that we want them to be "perfect", without knowing what exactly that implies.
This concept of perfection, when it comes to an individual who is going to be our soulmate, or the relationship that we shall have with them, is not only ambiguous, but is often quite flawed and elusive. Nothing and nobody can be quite perfect in absolute terms. Before actually falling in love, we often have a preconceived notion about our "type", listing down certain criteria in our head about that person, and constantly telling ourselves (and others) how they are going to be. Be it in terms of how handsome, charming, beautiful, gorgeous he/she should be, or predetermining their characteristics in terms of inner qualities, attributes, traits etc. We form a clear picture of what exactly we are "looking for". However, the twist in this tale is that love can never be thus planned. It cannot be sought, keeping such preset ideas in mind, a checklist that needs to be fulfilled before we allow ourselves to fall in love with a person.
Love happens just like that. Like magic. It cannot be controlled. When it touches our lives, it so intoxicates our senses that we longer remain sane or poised enough to "judge" whether the person concerned meets the conditions that we had earlier laid down.
Such concepts are reduced to an illusion, and are nothing more than Utopian. Love does not need to be "perfect", more so a lover. It just needs to be true. Then we no longer care if the taste of their movies is the same as ours, if they dress up according to our likes, whether they say or do the mushy things that we have grown up watching in movies and reading in books. It is only such fictitious characters of a make-believe world that seem to be so tailor-made, so perfect. We never know, we might happen to fall in love with a person who does not fit under any of the categories that we had earlier set in our minds! Such are the cherishably unpredictable ways of love!
To put it in a nutshell, we fall madly in love with their imperfections, and once love transcends that border of judgements, their flaws, drawbacks and weaknesses seem to draw us even more! That is the sublime thing about love. One can blissfully put his/her "thoughts" to rest and just feel. That 'dream' guy/girl you cannot get over might just cross your path someday, in such a closer brush with reality that you could not have perhaps imagined.