Sometimes I sit and wonder.

Are you blind or are you plainly just a beautiful person?

With all my flaws and imperfections,

you love me unconditionally.

My mind sometimes needs an explanation,

from the heart to elucidate how someone can be loved so effortlessly.

The heart finds itself choked up sometimes there.

Failing to find the words,

every second I am with you I feel reborn.

Like a just born baby is cherished even when all they do is cry,

accepted with all my flaws and imperfections.

You comfort me purposefully.

I roam around every day with this warmth in my heart.

But I think when we are together, we are perfect.

That every part of my being is enamoured for you,

I am obsessed with how you make me feel.