Perfect

You don’t know how much you mean to me,
or how often you’re on my mind.
With me you’re always gentle,
your words are always kind.

You hold me when I’m scared
and you tell me that it’s o.k.
Even if it’s just a corny movie,
you know just what to say.

I know that you’re not perfect,
but I don’t expect you to be.
It’s what makes you special
and perfect just to me.