Beside it

When I first met you I tought you were almost perfect. So stupid and perfectly made for me, in every detail about you. And then you show your real self, and I cried my eyes out every night of the way you were hurting me. You brought me to heaven just to see me falling down. I discovered you were everything but perfect. But beside that, beside all of the shit you put me trough, I still loved and love you.