Genuine just doesn’t cut it,
Genuine, but still great at wit,
Wit, but still fair and kind,
Kind enough she’s stuck inside your mind.

You don’t mind when you disagree,
Because you know that she’s right,
And with time you have come to see,
That pretty sight, with your ****** sight.

Her eyes are an enticing brown,
Warm, inviting, providing delight
Never fail to get rid of a frown,
And like fires, provide warmth in the cold of night.

Her smile is genuine and soft,
Could give life to the lifeless,
Makes you forget what you’ve lost,
And like the rarest diamond it’s priceless.

But the killer is her ******* laugh,
It’ll fulfill your entire soul
Knowing that no other girl compares to half,
Of the girl that makes you whole.

And well the sarcasm is on point,
So when you say something witty,
She’ll use her words to put you at gunpoint,
And make a comeback somehow pretty.

And yet it’s something you never said,
Because you didn’t want her to go away,
Because without her your world would be dead,
And for her company, you would pay.

So the best way to describe it,
Is a way that is personal to you,
And although it’s rushed and ****,
You want her to know that every word is true.

Because Genuine just doesn’t cut it,
Genuine, but still great at wit,
Wit, but still fair and kind,
Kind enough she’s stuck inside your mind.

And you want her to stay.