Love is effort

You think I'm the most beautiful girl in the world? 

I don't think that you do. Largely because of Aishwarya Rai

And that no one has told me that before.

You find my idiosyncracies funny and laugh at my goof-ups, 

When I'm angry you say it's endearing and that my politeness is my crown. 

I don't know whether I should bare myself, 

May be not just yet

Because all this loving needs some explaining, or are you on a bet? 

I don't think I've ever truly loved a guy, let me be honest with you. 

And you know it's all just imagination: is love ever true? 

If I tell you love is effort, it's something you do, 

Would you find me too practical as many people do?