It isn’t the fact that you are beautiful that makes me love you.
It isn’t fair that I can’t stay mad at you cause I love you.
It isn’t the way you look at me that makes me stay.
It isn’t normal for me to want to spend every second of my life with you.
It isn’t okay that you make all my friends jealous.
It isn’t always about what you want or what I want, its whatever is best for us.
It isn’t all in my imagination….you are perfect.