My face is bland,
quite forgettable actually.
The people I pass on the street don't remember me.
If I stole their purse, or wallet they wouldn't be able to pick me out of a line-up,
But you notice me in a crowd from a mile away.

My voice is disagreeable,
it's quite nasally if I'm honest.
I can't sing and my solo's in the school play were always taken away and given to someone else.
But you let me serenade you
and tell me how soft my voice sounds
as you fall asleep

I am socially inept,
I'm quite awkward really.
I tell puny jokes that are greeted with side long glances and silence
But you always laugh and ask for another.

I'm a bad lover,
I'm quite aloof if the truth be told.
I hold my cards close to my chest and try my best to shut everyone out.
But you look into my eyes and tell me I made it easy for you to fall in love.

To everyone else I am forgettable, and awkward, and aloof.
But to you I am memorable, comfortable, and honest.
I've tried too hard to be something to everyone
when really, all I ever needed to be was everything to someone.