you told me i was perfect; and the feeling was mutual; and you made me smile until my face hurt; and you insist that im most beautiful with no makeup and unstraightened hair; and you wanted to propose to me with a wal-mart ring, but you could'nt find the perfect one; you told me we would get married and youd buy me three newfoundlands; you loved the way my nose turned red in the cold and when i cried; you brought me a package of juicy juice in the morning; you love mountain dew as much as i do; you told me i could trust you because you would never hurt me
boy, i feel a bit stupid.
i should have figured that nothing is that perfect.
but you are