The way I see it

In my eyes you are the definition of perfection, and when I look in the mirror I see nothing but imperfections. When I first met you I had a beautiful manifestation. I imagined us going to many different places. meeting people with different colored faces.  Just being around you makes me feel gracious. I fear for the day you start to become spacious. And the cute jokes I make become tasteless. Not just to you. I'll become stuck standing in the same place you left me. I was dumb thinking we can go the distance, but maybe we could have if I had payed more attention to you then my class and not try to get at every girl with ass. I'm sorry what we had is in the past.  the more we talk the more I see the silver lining. This game we are playing is as scary as the shining. But take my hand and maybe we could have one last dance.