his eyes are a mirror but what does he see
so much more than i see in me
he sees a young girl laughing and fun
a shiny new pearl, where i see none
a life full of potential dreams unfullfilled
where i see the torrential streams yet untilled
but will he still see me this way as we go
or will he grow tired as we both grow slow?
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