To me you are perfect

I know you don't always see,

don't always believe,

as the voices in your head 

are trying to decieve you.

But to me it couldn't be clearer,

and the way I feel couldn't be nearer

to the truth,

I don't need proof to see.

That you really are perfect to me.

I accept all of you, truly and deeply,

accept what you call flaws,

as part of what got you here,

of part of the battles you've fought 

to have got so far.

I will not hide your scars,

I will cover them with love

and that can be your medicine,

I'm not a knight made of tin,

a twat in tin foil as you say,

I will treat you a different way

to all those who came before,

because you make my soul soar.

I know you don't believe me

but I swear that this is true,

for me you are perfect

and I will try as hard as I can

to be perfect for you.