I Will Never Leave Her

I’m not quite sure on what to say
Not that I don’t know what to say, it’s just I’m not sure on how to say it
Has anyone ever had one of these  moments?
Of course not, because all of you always know what to fucking say, right? 

It may be pretty arrogant of me to be stating that all of you know what to say
But once you think about it, it’s really not
Because once you think about it, no position we’re in is the exact same as another
And none of you, none of you, have been in a relationship quite like mine

None of us are perfect, except we all are because the only perfection is imperfection
Unless there is some magical motherfucker that isn’t imperfect, how boring
Sorry, I am getting off track of what I meant to write, where was I?
See, that’s what I’m  talking about; living in the moment and making the best of it

I never understood what that meant until I met her
I never used to believe in angels, then she came down and touched my shoulder
All of the weight of my life had just been lifted, the removal of an impossible boulder
This angel has her blackened feathers, the best of them do, but I love her

And I will never leave her…