All the time they ask me;;
"Why do you like him?
I mean he's not perfect. At all.
He's totally wrong for you.
He's not exactly the hottest guy at school,
matter of fact, his kind of far from it.
I mean, yeah, I guess he's cute,
but you're gorgeous , you could do way better.
He's kind of smart I guess,
but really; there are plenty of other guys way smarter.
Sure, he can sing and play music,
but he's not a jock at all, he couldn't play a sport to save his life.
What do you even see in him?"
I don't even have to think before I reply;;
"Why do I like him?
No, you're right, he's definitely not perfect.
Everyone has flaws. I just find his
completly adorable.
And if he's totally wrong for me, that's
just a risk I'm willing to take.
No, he's not the hottest, but face it neither am I.
And, I suppose I could find someone hotter,
but his cuteness suits me just fine.
There are smarter guys, but I'm not the smartest either.
And we're on the same level;;
what I don't understand, he helps me figure out.
As far as sports go?
I don't even like them, sure, I'll go watch my friends play
but I'd rather go to a silly band concert
then cheer on my friends doing something that I find
completly confusing.
And besides, his passion for music is bigger than your jocky boyfriends ego.
And what I see in him, is simply
e v e r y t h i n g y o u d o n ' t . "