People often confuse our admiration for purity with lust of perfection.
We all crave love that cannot be translated into words, a friendship which see no benefits, Relationships that do not decieve, Hearts that only know the truth. Absolute smiles; Pure and authentic. Of that which comes right from the heart, through the soul and into the eyes.
But it hurts, it hurts when people surmise that we seek perfection, but then it comforts me too, purity IS perfection afterall.
Nothing has ever been perfect nor will it ever be, but we can always quest for veracity. It exists.