Did she save you...
Pick up your pieces and fit them back together oh, so perfectly?

Did she save you?
Or were you just too afraid to be alone?

Her beauty was unmatched;
not because she had clear skin or a flat stomach,
she had neither of these things.

But, because she knew one day neither of them would matter.
Her smile, however, would last forever.

What isn't beautiful about that?

He called me perfect,
and for a moment
all of my flaws disappeared.

She picked up a pen,
and her soul spoke.

I am closed off,
not because I am afraid of what you might do.

I fear I might scar your heart, in a way no lovers kiss may heal.

After all 'hurt people hurt people', right?