• Reflection. Soul. Beauty. I see all of these when I look into her eyes. The depth, the struggle, the helplessness, the misery that she’s gone through and to come. She looks so sad but how can this be when I see life in her very eyes. I see happiness, I see love, I see joy, I see incredible beauty. I see life, a life of great emotion a place where nothing is safe but everything is sacred. When I looked in her eyes I used to see myself but now all I see is her. I always believed she was full of joy but as I got to know her I found her life is full much more. More than her, more than me. More than you would think could be seen in young girls eyes. I see her soul. I see what no one else can see. I hope she can see me for who I am because when I look at her all I see is life. The more of her life I see the more I feel for her when I am with her I feel all the emotions, love, hate, envy, and pride. But to me everything feels alright….