Perfect.

You weren't even looking,

And I did not expect,

For you to utter, out of the blue,

That I was perfect.

I know it was not flattery,

And I know it was no joke,

Because I saw the invisible tears,

That dropped as you spoke.

Done without looking up,

Done with no expression,

Done in an offhand manner,

Done in a split second.

I do not know, or have a clue,

And neither did I ask,

But why I wonder, did you speak?

While you were busy with your tasks.

There was unmistakable anger,

Mingled with frustration too,

You did not show, but I know,

Through all these years I've known you.

I denied, that I was not,

You spoke again that I was,

I can't believe, that you can't see,

All my faults and flaws.

I know you know my imperfections,

I know that you know me well,

I've been at your side for so long,

Always together have we excelled.

If you think perfection of,

the Me you see dwell,

Then you, your imperfections too,

Are Perfect to me as well.