He tells me I'm beautiful
He makes me smile
I never have to tell him-
He just goes that extra mile.
He holds me in the night,
He looks me in the eye,
He tells me that he loves me-
And doesn't make me cry.
He takes me out with his friends
He loves to show me off,
He'll make me soup in bed-
If he hears the slightest little cough.
He holds my hand in public
He's not embarrassed of me,
He makes me feel good
He's makes good company.
He makes love to me
Like there's no other woman in this world,
He lets me know he's proud-
To have me as his girl.
He does things just because-
To put a smile on my face,
He tells me that no-one
Could ever take my place.
He spends time with me
He takes me out,
He compromises,
He doesn't shout.
He never puts his hands on me
In a hurtful kind of way,
He wrestles with me though-
Cuz he knows I like to play.
He laughs at my goofy faces
He cries when I am gone,
Sure we have our fights-
But he admits when he is wrong.
I'm perfect in his eyes-
He can't point out a single flaw,
He's happy with the way I am
He shows me what I never saw.
He looks at me with that-
"You're my everything" grin,
Baby- why can't you be
Just a little bit more like him?
♥♥♥
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