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I See It Now.

I see you. The vulnerable side you easily mask. The side you’d prefer your boys not see. The facet of you that hasn’t shined in forever. I see the softness through the roughness of your skin. And feel the longing through your curt good-byes.

I see that you’re hurt. And don’t want to go there again. Or even take a step in that direction. I see you doing fine all by yourself, without a care in the world. No one to check in with, or get permission from. I see that you don’t need me in your life.

I see your flaws. The things you do that would’ve annoyed me a few years ago. The things you don’t do that would’ve bothered me a few years ago. I see your imperfections, and accept the things others would try to change.

I see your beauty. I see your beast. I see all the things that make you amazing, and all the things that rip you apart. And I want them all.

I see compromise and trust. Mistakes, and growth. Loyalty, and love. Lust, and laughter. I see happiness. Effortlessness. I see it all.

I just wish you could see it too.

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