Kinda tragic

She's perfect In and out she's magic Loving her could be tragic But that's better than fantasy It's better than imagined intimacy She's beautiful With eyes so clear and perfect But she needs glasses though Her skin glows in daylight Fashion lingers with a date night Shorter than the pull of gravity The pull of gravity in Saturn But she's perfect that way And she looks better every day Wish she stuck around Wish her feet stood on the ground Maybe she doesn't want to be found