I think that if you let me,
I’d treat you like the sky
I’d join up all your insecurities
and bundle all your flaws
I’d make a new constellation
and search for it endlessly

I know you don’t see yourself
the way I see you
and you still argue
when I call you beautiful
But all the things you cant stand about yourself,
are all the things I cant go a day without

I think that if you let me,
I’d build an observatory
Just to show you that
no stars can shine as bright
as *you