It's no feat, I assure you. I only recognize the things we share between us.
[Maybe it's enough to see the good in each other, even if they'll never see it in themselves. A weighty sigh betrays him— he really can see himself too damn well in those deep dark eyes. Somehow, it wouldn't feel right to look away.]
In time, I'd like to think the way others see you will be easier to bear. That you'll learn to trust all the good that they see.
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[Maybe it's enough to see the good in each other, even if they'll never see it in themselves. A weighty sigh betrays him— he really can see himself too damn well in those deep dark eyes. Somehow, it wouldn't feel right to look away.]
In time, I'd like to think the way others see you will be easier to bear. That you'll learn to trust all the good that they see.
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[His hand goes up, cups the other's cheek, before he presses his lips against the tip of his nose.]
I have lived for...many years. Time does not provide much. I am not good. I simply am...what I am.