I hear you.

When you are annoyed the last word of every sentence thuds to a stark halt, you take a breath sucked between the gap in your front teeth and sigh out a whistle after the thought has been doled out to the person responsiblue for your irritation.

You don’t think people see you

I see you.

When you are sad, your whole body seems to go to sleep. and all the while your awake eyes scan your surroundings. You are shadows in a crowded room, the only sound coming is the occasional

“Mmmhmm.”

“Ahhh.”

And then sigh that sings low and sweet from your mouth.

You don’t think people hear you.

I hear you.

When you are happy you like to hum, nonsensical tunes in a low steady thrum, the melody lost on everyone, but you know the innate song within the joy you’ve found. You clasp

your hands as if in prayer with a thunderous clap, and breathe a steady inhale of awe. In that moment you are full of the wonder you’ve always held, yet never dared express aloud.

You don’t think people know you.

I know you.

So when you feel as if no one knows the soul you possess and the quiet seems suffocate, look around you-

I see you.

I hear you.

And I know all of you.