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I don't even know what this is, but I'm drinking, watching random TV, want to write and post, but this came out.
You look at me, for who I am. You see through, beyond, entirely.
Pieces within that I don’t see; you do.
I’m lost at the moment, but you’re there. You remind me, tell me, point it out. Sometimes it’s silent, but it’s in your look, and I know you know what I’ve been holding onto all along.
There’s something here, below the surface, underneath the layers. It’s there and you’re looking for it.
Just wait for me to let it go. We’ll both enjoy it.
You look at me, for who I am. You see through, beyond, entirely.
Pieces within that I don’t see; you do.
I’m lost at the moment, but you’re there. You remind me, tell me, point it out. Sometimes it’s silent, but it’s in your look, and I know you know what I’ve been holding onto all along.
There’s something here, below the surface, underneath the layers. It’s there and you’re looking for it.
Just wait for me to let it go. We’ll both enjoy it.