When I first met you, I knew a few things pretty soon 

I knew once you walked in, you were the only person in the room 
 
Our meet cute was a bit awkward, but I also felt relaxed 

You took my wifi password, I stared at your "come marry me" ass 

I knew you had a nice smile and you were missing one dimple 

Well I'm not perfect either 

I have a huge left nipple. 

I knew I wanted to see you again, but I was too scared to knock on your door 

If I could go back again, i'd tell you you're perfect. Perfect with an underscore.

I tell you what though...I thought I knew a lot. 

But I never knew you liked daffodils,

And now I've never forgot.