You are not perfect

The world is full of

hotter, prettier, cuter

others

 

But your eyes smile —

so gently,

when they look at mine

 

Some days, they sing a sad tune,

when our eyes meet,

after sharing stories untold

 

And your smile shines

on me like midnight’s sun,

unraveling the darkness in me

with a brilliant orange hue

 

You are not perfect

but neither am I