You used to look at me unlike any other. Soft eyes, sweet and..caring. And, sometimes, if I'm lucky..I catch just a glimpse of those eyes looking in my direction. My heart pounds hard, for a second and then it sinks slowly back to the pit of my stomach. And I remember all the hurt. I just want you to know that I see those eyes. I want you to see me with those eyes again. I want you to see me. Do you see me?