You're beautiful

just the way you are.
I wouldn't change a single thing, not a string of hair, not a tiny scar.
you're beautiful, so why should I?
my love for you has its own eyes,
it sees within you everything that it could ever ask for
so why ask for more?
you're beautiful, even when I don't say it,
and no this is not just an excuse to explain why I don't
but more as a means to explain why I can't.
You're just too beautiful for me to put into words, the word beautiful itself has lost its own touch.
It's meaning, meaningless; its flavor, too much seasoning.
I'm dreaming, sleepless, thinking of you, I need reasoning.
I need to understand your beautiful-ality, haha, cause how am I supposed to understand or comprehend you in words?
I'd rather just do a verb, and show you.
<3