Our love doesn't complete us,
For we are both perfect and imperfect in our own ways.
Our love makes people look at me and ask her why him?
But the people that matter the most already know why.
Our loves has molded us to better than we would ever be alone,
And it will keep on evolving as we grow older.
Our love isn’t the kind that you’ll read in a book or see on TV,
Does that kind of love even exist?
Our love goes beyond just me and her,
It includes everything and everyone that we share.
Our love isn’t always rainbows and sunshine,
It’s a hot sweaty mess just like most of us living on this island.
Our love makes no logical sense whatsoever,
But it's exactly what we need and that’s all that matters.