looking at me from across the room.
You thought I had my eyes
set outside, dreaming to be free
to fly through the night sky.
But I did. I did see you.
I had my eyes on you
when you turned around
as I watch your reflection
disappear from the window pane.
You just didn't see it
because I was too afraid
that you'd see right through me.
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