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| Photo by Thana Faroq |
I looked at you and thought: "What a beautiful girl." Then you started talking, and I changed my mind.
My soul tore through and whispered: "Keep looking." And so I did, but I couldn't see past your words.
My soul tore through again and whispered: "Look closer." And
so I did, and past your words I saw your heart. It might have been beautiful,
but I couldn't like it.
My soul tore through and said: "Look deeper." And I searched
and searched, until I found your will, but I didn't speak to it, and it didn't
speak to me.
My soul fought through and wept: "Look deeper!" And so I did,
and deeper I found your past, and in your past I found too many reasons for the
present, and I didn't like it. I looked away. I couldn't watch it, chose not
to. I looked away and you started to disappear.
Then you held my soul and said: "Stop looking." And I did, and
then I saw you.
