She thinks she’s plain; I think she’s fascinating.
She thinks she’s ugly; I think the way her eyes sparkle when she smiles is adorable.
She thinks she’s fat; I love the way her body feels beside me.
She thinks she’s weird; I think she’s perfect.
She thinks I’m funny; I love the way her nose wrinkles when she laughs.
She thinks she’s lucky to be with me; I feel honored just to know she exists.
She thinks that together we can change the world; I think she may be right.
After 5 years, I’m still amazed by her, still enjoy spending time with her, still surprised by her, still impressed by her, still absolutely in love with her.