I met you when I least was ready
Could you be the one?
You've knocked down all my theories that
Knowing your type finds you true love

You're far from what I would have dated
But your heart remains so true
And that's all I need to know, dear
That all I'll want is you

Your soul is kind and meek, dear
But stronger than others who compete
Your laugh is contagious, your song a dance,
Your very voice makes me complete

When we met you did not share the faith,
Political choices, or dietary views
And yet somehow despite the differences
Your heart lead me to you
Your kindness will always be my favorite quality I look up to

So I'll keep the 'type' in this old typewriter
And let my heart follow through