How far we are from your ideal!
And yet, one cannot say your ideal is unattainable, and therefore you should let go of it-
You know nothing but your ideal;
You cannot settle for anything less.

It's simply all or nothing;
You cannot have sometimes badness in goodness.

And sometimes, it hurts, to see how far we've strayed.
How we can't seem to get anywhere near your ideal.
But that's okay; that's what you're there for.

And how easy it would be to give up sometimes.
But that would mean giving up life itself, which would not make sense, since surely you'd only give up if you thought you could find life elsewhere?

Anyway, how could you not fall in love with life itself, after having tasted just the tiniest bit of it?