**PERFECT ANYWAY** We had a good night at the casino, Just you and me, and for once it felt right, No fighting, no questions, no distance between us, Just laughing and living for one damn night. And when we came home, I didn’t need some perfect ending, I didn’t need your body to prove anything to me. Because you were there. Really there. And God, I’ve missed that more than you know. It didn’t matter that intimacy didn’t happen the way we thought it would. It didn’t matter that your body wouldn’t cooperate. Because for once, I wasn’t measuring love by what happened in our bed. I felt wanted. I felt desired. I felt beautiful in your eyes. I felt your warmth beside me instead of that cold space I’ve gotten so damn used to. And that was enough. More than enough. **CHORUS** It was perfect anyway, Not because everything went perfectly, But because you reached for me and I finally felt you reaching for *me*. No performance, no proving, No pretending we were okay. For one night I felt loved again, And baby, that took my breath away. You couldn’t get hard— and I need you to understand, that wasn’t what I carried away from that night. I carried the way you looked at me. The way it felt to be close to you. The feeling that maybe, underneath all this damage, there was still an *us* somewhere. Because desire isn’t only a body. Intimacy isn’t only sex. Sometimes it’s lying beside the person who has felt a million miles away and suddenly feeling them right there again. **CHORUS** It was perfect anyway, Because I didn’t need anything more. I wasn’t disappointed, I wasn’t keeping score. I felt wanted, I felt chosen, I felt like your woman again. And after everything we’ve been through, you have no idea what that meant. Maybe that’s what I’ve been trying to tell you through all the anger and all these years— I don’t need perfection from you. I need presence. I need tenderness. I need to know there’s still something in your heart when you look at me. That night, I didn’t feel ugly. I didn’t feel rejected. I didn’t feel like somebody you were stuck with. I felt loved. And nothing your body could or couldn’t do could have made that night any more complete. **OUTRO** So if you remember anything, remember me smiling beside you. Remember how easy we were when we stopped fighting long enough to just be. Because I do. For one beautiful night, I had you back. And it was perfect. Perfect anyway.
