When I look into your eyes, I see everything I could ever need. Nothing about you should change, because you are already perfect to me. I don't know why I feel this way; everyone has flaws, but I can't find any in you. You are, and always will be, a part of me.
This makes me wonder...do you feel the same? Could you ever love me for me, because I'm sorry to say, perfect I cannot be. Please don't ask me to fix something that's not broken. I t can't be done. What you see is what you get..but is it good enough for you?
