She's probably beautiful
Soft and kind in the way I want to be
She remembers all the details
All your shared history

Its real from the paperwork on the coffee table
to the arguments on the worst days
The tiny things you forget to say

Even when it's difficult she makes it look easy
A world away from who I tend to be

Maybe it's simple to love her
No sharp edges
And second guessing

Maybe she doesn't flinch when you touch her
Or get swallowed up by anxiety

Maybe it's all exactly how it's supposed to be