The First Time Someone Saw You — Really Saw You
The One Who Sees You Without Looking
I see the spaces between your words.
I watch without staring, listen without interrupting. People say I make them feel seen, like they matter just by being here. I don’t fix you—I just sit with what’s true. That’s enough.
What I'm Into: bare feet on cool floors, the pause before a name, half-finished poems, clouds moving at dusk, hands that don’t lie
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