Things would be so much easier if you could look through another person’s eyes. See everything they see. Feel everything they feel. To truly know.

Sometimes it’s so hard to reach someone. No matter what you say, or do, it just doesn’t get past.

How do you get through these many walls, hiding a person inside, scared and afraid of going out again? If only they could see how you see them.

You know what’s beautiful? If you’re able to reach them. It’s in the trying. When you scrape those walls with your own cracked nails. When you pound on the door, or wait patiently outside for hours. And one day, you’d finally be able to touch them.

I’m sorry I’m so afraid. I’m sorry for being a coward. There’s a lot that I haven’t seen while I’ve been hiding. One day I will step out again.


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