You've heard this before
From a story or a song,
How messed up this is,
How I got it all wrong.

Well here's a twist to the love song cliché,
Here is how I can't look at her in any other way.

From way back when
To every passing day...

It's with loving affection
Not of list but adoration.
See she isn't a 9 or a 10 on any sort of scale,
She's a wonderful category of her own, this particular female.

When I look at her, I see a brighter future than mine.
When I look at her, she's got that heart melting smile with teeth I swear does shine.
She looks with a smile in her heart and eyes,
Now she ain't perfect, but she never needs a disguise.

Genuine and true
She'll always be to you.
Gentle and kind
With care and sympathy in mind!

She's a gal I don't deserve
And I couldn't ever keep.
Not even as a friend,
Not in my dreams as I sleep.

She's wonderfully amazing,
Truly a blessing on this Earth.
A blessing to us all, ever since her birth.

So as time goes on with my hopes to see her again,
I'll always have that loving look for her
Just as I did back then.