How will you see that? By looking into my eyes. My eyes tunnel to my heart and soul. They show you a glimpse of who I truly am.
Perhaps, nobody will ever take the time to really look into my eyes. To look deep and long. Perhaps, I will be on my own, forever.
I won't. I am never on my own.
Despite the horror, burnt and scarred, my eyes have also captured the beauty around me. I will carry those jewels always. They can never be separated from me. From who I am. Nor from you and who you are. They are a constant, glinting, even in the longest, darkest night.
Perhaps, one day, two people will look into each others eyes and see the same thing.
Whoever you are. You are not on your own. You might be by your self, but you are not on your own.
