Seeing You

She sees you. 

The very part of you 

that you keep

hidden. 

She sees the insecurities, 

the frailties 

you don't let the world see. 

She knows your heart, 

when you don't even know it

yourself. 

She watches the way you

ignore who your 

own feelings

and your own true 

self. 

She hears what you 

don't say. 

She reads between

the lines of the things you 

do say. 

She watches as 

you play a role of who 

you are truly not. 

She sheds a tear of the man 

you are,

but 

refuse to let the world 

see. 

She smiles 

because she knows that 

deep down, 

you are a person

worth loving, 

but frowns 

because no one will 

ever be close 

enough to 

you, 

to get to know that 

secret, hidden, special 

place, that makes 

you, you. 

She has turned from you, 

so she can't see 

the betrayal of yourself 

and so that you can't 

see the pity

that resides in her 

eyes, 

every time she looks

at you.