The World Stops for Awhile
Then There's You
I watch you.
You watch me.
We stay like this for a while.
The world stops, at least for me it does, and I’m pretty sure it’s the same for you too. I gaze into your eyes and I see myself through them, though someone better, stronger.
You’ve always made me feel this way. You made me feel that I matter. And your eyes that act as my mirror, a reminder that I am worth something, becomes my foothold in this cruel world.
It helps me heal.
It helps me get better.
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