I wish you could see you through my eyes
I wish you could feel you through my hands
I wish you could hold you through my arms
I wish you could hear you through my ears
I wish you could remember you through my memories
I wish you could kiss you through my lips
I wish you could trace you through my finger tips
I wish you could love you through my imperfections
I wish you could want you through my desires
I wish you could need you through my missing pieces
I wish you could be you through me

Then you’d truly understand my compulsion
My yearnings my cravings my convulsions of the heart
When you’re far away
And I feel lost
Searching my soul
Gluing together parts that mostly don’t fit but hoping they’ll grow in adaptation
You’d truly understand my love for you past differences and abrasive conversions
Through opposing opinions and words better left unsaid
You’d truly understand that we are greater than the sums of our lesser parts
That we don’t have to be divided by the greatest common disagreement
Between us
You’d truly understand that of everything i've experienced
You have brought the most joy
You have caused the least pain
You have showed me the most beauty
The most compassion
You have showed me another way to love
Another way to love me
Another way to love you
You’d truly understand that you’re worth more than you think you’ve earned thus far
That you’re value is not something to be weighed or measured
It doesn’t matter what your GPA is
Or what grade you earned in math class
It isn’t defined by where you came from
It isn’t described by the color of your skin
It isn’t limited to your insecurities
Because it transcends
And rises above the bad days
The days that you feel awkward
The days that you regret
You’d truly realize that you are most beautiful when you are vulnerable
You are most beautiful when you aren’t strong
You are most beautiful when you aren't sure
You are most beautiful when you make me feel like
Cool stones in a creek, the way you wash over me
You make me feel like
A flower grown taller than the rest
You make me feel like my childhood memories
The ones I cherish and long to remember
You make me feel like a canary
Singing more passionately than the rest of the flock
You make me feel like the hands of time slowing down
To extend each moment spent with you
You make me feel like the tide
And you the moon pulling me through the days
You make me feel like who I am when no one is watching
When no one is listening
You make me feel like me.
And I wish you could read this poem through my train of thought
I wish you could realize how it doesn’t feel close to accurate enough in expressing how I feel.
I wish I could see me

Through you.