I see you.
And I see what kind of person you are.
Because when I see you I see
you.
No because of your clothes, looks, or what
you do.
I see you for you.
It's not some kind of magic.
I didn't read your mind.
I sense it from you.
Through your eyes.
You went through your life seeing whatever you saw.
I took it and knew who you really are.
The pain, sadness, happiness, and everything else.
Can be seen through your eyes by themself.
So I see you.
Can you see me.
Can you see the faith and friendship that I believe.
No magic, no reasons, no purpose to start.
Just want you to know.
That you alway had a kind heart.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
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