I wouldn't write about the perfect man
I wouldn't write about how he brings me flowers or cooks me food
I wouldn't write about how he listens
or how he remembers everything I say
I wouldn't write about the picnics or dinner dates
I wouldn't write about the gifts or the constant "I love you"
I wouldn't write about how he made me feel or how he spoiled me
If I was going to write about love,
I would write about how imperfectly perfect you are
I would write about how you look at me with adoration in your eyes
I would write about how you smile when I walk in a room and how you turn when you hear my name
If I was going to write about love,
I would write about the joy in your voice when we speak and how you wish for my success
I would write about your embrace and it's power to comfort me
I would write about how you walk on the left side of the sidewalk
I would write about how you protect me and ensure that others respect me
If I was going to write about love,
I would write about your words and how they have the power to uplift me
I would write about how you guide and your heart to provide
I would write about your hope for our future
I would write about how you show your heart not your wallet
I would write about how you make me laugh after I cry
I would write about how put me first above yourself
If I was going to write about love
I would write about you and how you show your "I love you"