 What do you see when you look at me? Do you look at me or do you look past me? Do you look me in the eyes? Do you see someone who is confident or someone who is timid? Do you see someone who is ready to face the world? Do you see a wildfire or a steady breeze? How do you feel when you see me? Are you happy? Do you feel safe and warm? Do you feel loved? Are you ashamed? Please, tell me. I want to be noticed and looked at, appreciated and loved. I want you to look at me right now in this moment, for this moment, and not for any moment that follows. I want you to notice how my eyes flutter when I'm tired, how I can fall asleep anywhere. I want your racing mind and heart to be at peace when your eyes meet mine. Though I am not ready to face the world, I hope that you see me as someone who is. I want you to be proud of me. I want you to see me. Most of all, I want you to be happy. Because when I look at you, when I see you, I feel that what we call love. I feel safe. I feel everything.