There's nothing left in you
For me to love
Not because
You're rotted
But because I've
Managed to love
Every part of you
From your split ends
To your hairy toes

Your scabby elbows
And scarred knees
From falling over and over
Your ice blue eyes
That have a talent of hiding all your lies

I even love the way
Your voice gets
When you shout
And you're angrier
Than I've ever seen
Because I've yet to find a part of you
That I do not love