As I look at the love of my life,
I see his veridian eyes sparkle,
Basking in the light of our love.
He often leans against the wall,
When he thinks I don't notice,
This is when I love him most.
I know he is perfect,
How could he not be?
His silent contemplation
Used to unnerve me.
I always thought he was regretting us.
But now I know,
It's then that he is remembering
Just how much he loves me.
He knows that I am imperfect,
I'm hated by some, but
I will always be loved by him,
And that is the reason I am who I am.
And not who I used to be.
I would be nothing, without his love.
Draco Malfoy