I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I don't have a flat stomach and slim thighs.
I'm sorry I don't have a slender waist and an unblemished face.
I don't have silky hair and smooth skin.
I don't have green eyes or blue or the sparkle of mischief.

But I do have arms that can hold you for long hours of time and hands that will stroke your back as you cry.
I have eyes that will hold yours for a long time until your gaze falls away from the weight of my stare.
I have feet that will lead you out of the dark and I have lips that will tell you all the reasons why you're the one.
I have ears that will listen to your nags and rants.
My wrists will hold your pulse home and my heart will beat in time with yours.
My life will only exist with you in it and galaxies will be our best friends when people realize they're not of our caliber - because we can see things that others can't. And we feel things others don't even know exist.

I may not be perfect in the eyes of the society but baby,
You will be in mine.