I see perfect circles around circles filled with light, reflecting off to the world and absorbing the world with it into a mind that I will never understand. But I can try and see what you see, try and see it the way yo do with those big bright colored eyes surrounded by long lashes, inviting and intimidating, like the words that usually come out of your mouth. The lines that form themselves around your eyes claim the history of your world with happiness and resolve, forming a map that leads me to the treasure that hides behind your smile. This is how your face becomes the only place where I can guess how long your soul has been around, as it shows itself to me with that expression that holds joy and sadness in equal parts and seems to be the definition of the mind behind those eyes. Try as you may, you can't stop me from smiling at the contrast that exists between the sorrow carried by your words and the intense warmth from those eyes. It's that light, that truth that you can't hide, that makes me tell you every time that everything will be OK, that you will be still one day, your mind on top of your heart and your heart full with life, beating patiently and strong for all those who've looked deep inside that boundless space concealed in a halo inside a sphere, reflecting light into my life.
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