In your eyes I see you for who you are. All the clever disquises and behaviors cannot hide the fact that I know you to your core. I once revelled there before.
In your smile I can see the strains of life beating you down. I can see the pain you feel when nobody is around. A smile forced now but so easy to wear once before.
I see your hands clasped tightly at your sides as if they're just trying to hang on. Such soft hands that once with a touch healed others now tremble in moments of solitude. My hands were your hands home once before.
In these simple things I see under your many layers. Each built carefully to shield yourself from the outside world in hopes it keeps your heart safe. In doing so you've made it empty. Longing for substance yet you continue to dwell in your security you've built of past hurts.
An offer was given, an open hand outstretched. A newly understanding soul careful to listen to your needs and dreams. An ego in check ready to serve and fullfill you lays in wait.
Come forward now, tear down your walls. A world of possibility awaits, endless directions to unfold but it requires you to take that first step. In taking it you need to believe in yourself again. You're a gift in some of the most jaded eyes. Reclaim yourself and make someone happy but most importantly, make yourself happy. You deserve it and you wear it well.
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