Because you are.

You are beautiful
and you are a reason why.
Like a rose, you’ve bloomed,
and you will die.
This makes you far more precious
Than any gem or stone.
You will never be perfect
And you needn’t ever try to be
Because you, my friend,
Are an inspiring mind, soul,
And a distinct planet of your own.
And neither am I, perfect,
But I hope to be as perfect
to you as you are to me,
In all our imperfection.
And more than there are stars,
I love you just because you are.

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