You love parts of me,

I myself don't :

Like that little gap on my teeth,

And those freckles on my cheeks.

You know parts of me,

I myself don't :

How I'm someone beyond my time,

But also a child when the bells chime.

You bear with me,

And all my mysteries.

And, you'd always be there,

To stay in my every miseries.

The way you do it,

Draws me in every day,

And ensure my uneasy heart,

To show this love I cannot say.