Here you come now… shining;
You have beautified your way to me.
All your flaws you have obliterated
Hoping, “now, he’ll truly love me.”

But I’d still have loved you broken…
Messy and mangled as you were.
I’d still have treasured you deeply
I numbered and named you among the stars…

Faultless, you’ve adorned yourself
Though I chose you just as you are.
I loved you when you knew me not…
Filthy rags and scars.