You look into her eyes
How waves of blue collide
But she sees weary hollows
Something her exhaustion cannot hide

You touch her hands
So soft and enduring
But she feels her fingers
Parts her anxieties keep shearing

You watch her smile
Like replaying a favorite memory
But she notices her smirk
Crooked and unsteady

The mirror you hold is cracked
She will never see what you see
Her insecurities unwavering
But you will repeatedly disagree