In light of the general concept of 'perfection' being, for the most part, a myth; we have this amazing composition by Astuto where the story is about a person who is deeply in love with someone, even though they have their own share of imperfections, which they figuratively talk of as their 'scars'. It tells how they adore this person even though they have their flaws (which is metaphored as 'seeing it through') and emanates the message about the hope of a form of pure affection, where all that matters is their feelings towards the other person. Through this, the 'scars' that they talk of, would finally be gradually overcome and with it, all of their pain. Ultimately, this is what, in essence we may rightly say as a form of 'perfect love'.