Let me be your Mary

Offer to throw up a lasso

And pull the moon down for me

Let me be your Allie

Write me letters aflame with your love

Everyday, eventually losing tally

Let me be your Rose

Save me from drowning

In every way I suppose

Let me be your Monica

Put up with all of my idiosyncrasies

And make life sing like a harmonica

Let me be your Ilsa

Support me as my partner in crime

And prevent life from being so vanilla

Let me be your Baby

Show me new possibilities

And change my world as your lady

Let me be your Lorelai

And become who I’ve waited my whole life for

Give me security that nothing will go awry

Let me be your Kat

Fill the gaps I never knew existed

And make me forget entirely where I’m at

Let us become the couples we see on screen

Except this is real and not fleeting

For now I finally, truly feel loved and seen