When i first met him, i don't feel like it was his looks that drew me to him. In fact, i'm pretty sure it wasn't his looks at all. I still can't figure out what it is. As time grew on, and as my love grew fonder, he became the most beautiful man i have ever had the pleasure of laying my eyes on. It's funny how love does that. It makes the person you love become a god/goddess. Then i always look back to when i first met him. Scrawny guy and all. Looks was far from what i saw. It did not cross my mind once how "cute" he was.
Yet now, i sit back and i observe. Now here i am, not in his arms, and there are what seems like swarms of females. Not really, just a couple. But it has never occurred to me, is he what i think he is? Handsome? So it wasn't just the relationship goggles making me think he was beautiful, but he really is in real life?
Yet so why did people keep telling me i could do better.
What was it that drew me to him, i can't put a finger on it.
But i guess it doesn't really matter now anyways.