I am just a man,
but you make me better.
desire to have things right,
might have hurt me in your sight:
Your beauty . . .
I’ll take you with all your imperfections.
I want them.
They define you just as the other things do.
There’s no one I’d rather be with but you.
I’ll treat you well.
From the first time I met you I liked you,
and as our relationship grew
I wanted you to be more than just a friend.
Now I realize that I’ve waited for this too long.
Will you take me with all my imperfections?