He asked me what I liked about him.
I'm sure he wonders why.
I'm sure I cross his mind hundreds of times a day inbetween a thousand other thoughts.
I know I mean alot to him and that's not because I think highly of myself.

I'm not a superficial person.
Looks don't matter to me.
With a good heart and soul he's captured mine too.
He has a tortured soul and damaged past.
But I find myself falling deeper In love with him everyday.