Truly Felt
I won't be happy when there's a frown on her face
I won't fully rest when she's not by my side
I won't relax if I'm not sure that she's safe
I love those quirks she calls flaws
I love her because of her imperfections
Not in spite of them
My first and last thought everyday is of her
I smile everytime she texts me
My heart skips a beat when she calls me "baby"
She doesn't think she deserves me
But I believe it's she who settled
How did I ever get someone so amazing?
She doesn't believe in herself
But I do - always
There's no way she won't make it
Everything I feel with her
Is truly felt
Because I truly love her.
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