I think that if you let me,

I'd treat you like the sky,

I'd scrap book all of your insecurities

and collage all your flaws.

I'd create it as if it were a new constellation

and search for it endillesely deeper than the blue.

I understand that you don't see yourself,

the way that i have been blessed to see you as.

I understand that you still argue,

when I call you beautiful.

But every single little thing you can't stand

about yourself,

are all the things that I can't go a day without.

Cause like I said, I think that if you let me,

I could build an observatory,

just to show you

that all the stars in the universe

will never shine as bright

as you.