To me, you are perfection he says,
Endless affection is what I receive,
Sorrow-filled nights, I'm told tomorrow holds better days,
I am a regret with a hateful past, but he has the most beautiful mind yet,
A kiss on the cheek and I'm no longer upset,
He's like a cigarette, addictive but not without a bit of regret,
He cherish you till the end of his days, but you'll be terrified he might leave.