How can you hurt yourself?
You are beautiful,
But you think not,
In your mind you even know not,
I love you.
And even though you don't see your beauty,
I do,
I see it in your smile,
Your eyes,
The way I feel when you hold me,
Even when it is just my hand in the car,
You calm my soul when the fire rages and threatens to burn me, and my dreams,
And I see you hurt yourself,
And you say not to worry,
But my loves allows this not,
Never will I sit by as harm comes to you,
The world has so much pain,
You need not add more from yourself,
I will always help you,
My hand will always be open,
And I will help you up,
From all your falls,
I love you,
For you,
For all time,
No matter the scars or marks from your falls,
For I see past these flesh borne imperfections,
And I see through to your soul,
Which is the most pure and brilliant,
And perfect as any I have ever seen.
And I see no reason for you to be ashamed of that fact,
Or of anything that you are or do.