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As I sit there with him watching, I'm being dreamed about.

He tells me I'm the only one worth watching, even while I'm dreamed about.



And all the things upon me, to him they're just so wonderful.

And all the things upon me,to him, are so much more than he has asked for.



And may I be the perfect imperfection to ever enter his grace, I might need something changed to him, but to him I'll always have the best face.



They might be prettier, so rare to him he says. And they might be so much nicer. But he says it's something about me, that makes it so much better. He says it's his love for me, that makes them so much lower.



So I'm his perfect imperfection, a girl that's the opposite. I'm his perfect imperfection, a girl, who is loved for herself and that only. For that I am a beauty that belongs to him, and no matter my flaw it beats the rest because of the love I see in him. It's so un explainable, it's very hard to describe. But once you know the feeling, It will give you an overwhelming high.