I’m not the best
at everything you expect
from a person
I don’t understand
your choice of songs
Moreover sing to you
or pick out a song you’ll like
Nor can I draw
not as well as you, my dear
the more I attempted
the more I feel like a failure
Nor do I know
how you outsmart me
I’m a book of information
but you’re a library
You’re like a rose
in the garden of an amateur
who never gardened
before
But you are the one
who brought something
completely different to my
life
And for that
I thank you
|S.R.|
