Monday, December 10, 2007

The things you don’t want me to see

I think you expect me just to agree with you and see through those dull eyes but maybe baby you should look though mine

There is more to you then the little boy who had to keep trying to fit in and more than the man who wasn’t wanted.

You are who you had to be to survive inside and out. Those scars you carry are yours to bare but where you stop looking if where the best in you lives.

Few men can hide the beauty in their hearts like you do. But even you can’t hide it all the time. You’re gentle when no one is watching and show affection to things that can’t be taken from you.

I know you’re bruised and broke and just looking to live in the moment but there is more for you then just those moments.

You have an ability to capture your readers and show them your broken heart. Yet you hide behind others words and sometimes your own hoping no one will know.

You’re amazing in all your brokenness, you’re not perfect but you are strong in your imperfection. You are far more than anyone would ever expect. You just can’t see it.

I know it’s sometimes easier to be an outsider looking in then to live each day inside but trust me for I know what I see with my own eyes

You’re enough

MAH