He said.

 He said you are beautiful

he said I've seen you naked and you are still beautiful

I've seen you break and I still see beauty

he said even your defects are pretty, 

and I, I just feel afraid

of looking into my shadow

of seeing the depth in my eyes

afraid to see, afraid to feel

all that I have left inside

for no one to see, no one to judge.

and he comes and says you are pretty

the walls melt, the mask breaks. 

and love comes in where darkness ruled

distance disappears and magic is born. 

I swear I've been holding him all night

inside my heart but not in my hands. 

As I've held him before, for so long.