"You don't see me the way I see me"
Little did she know
he saw how broken she was before she did.
"No"He began, "I don't. I see you the way I see you.
I see how absolutely breathtaking you are.
Your eyes may be your eyes, but my eyes are mine.
And the only mirror you'll ever need
is the reflection of you
when you look in my eyes,
and I look in yours."
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