He wasn’t my sunshine.
Neither was he my salad, nor my lemonade!
No, he wasn’t my office meetings.
He wasn’t my perfect late night drive.
Definitely not my formal shirt and stilettos.
And he wasn’t my pancake face for sure!
He was no way close to this…
He was my lazy afternoon
My chilli chicken and budweiser
And yeah my rehearsal room!
He was my midnight walk..
He was my old pyjamas and sneakers
And my smudged mascara!
He was my perfect imperfect!!!