Never Fawn

In yourself.. you’re endlessly rare.
You’re a pure and fragile albeit, cracked diamond
In the process of returning to perfection.
Transparent only to me.. yet you possess a certain cloudiness that distorts to me some meaning.
And you’re worth more to me than anything else in this universe.

Others.. they’re glass.
This reality needs glass.
We need a constant and obvious transparency.
However, it holds no meaning to me.
It breaks too easily.
Even before it has suffered a break.

You are not glass.
And to me you are flawless
Even with the weaknesses.