You look at me
as if the stars were my eyes
as if my very hands
had sculpted the moon
When I walk in the room
I notice your eyes roaming it in
search for my feeble body
You look through me
and see universes trapped inside
My tears are diamonds to you
Too precious to be wasted

You look at me as if I were everything
when to myself I am nothing

Thank you for showing me someone can love me
even when I do not love myself