You See My Face, My Eyes, But Do You Know My Heart

I often lie alone countless hours pondering if this is the direction my life must go in, one that gives love, but in return receives not even a carbon copy.

You see my face, my eyes, but do you know my heart?

Do you know the sensation of sitting in a crowded room, and still feeling so absolute, so transparent? Can you imagine seeing lips moving upward and downward, but to your surprise no emotions, no love behind the words that are being spoken just simply people going through the motions of what seems familiar or seems just right.

You see my face, my eyes, but do you know my heart?

I waited patiently as a butterfly for something or someone to become accessible to my heart, my soul, my spirit, and mind. However I was left destitute and alone. Not poor from worldly things or material things but robbed of true love and of my true self.

You see my face, my eyes, but do you know my heart?

Then without reason or no particular season you entered my life. It was at the most divine time, when I needed a friend, and just an ear to hear me. You sat still as a mouse not whispering one word, but your eyes were piercing at my every thought and clutching onto my every word. You activated this secret emotion within me, which I thought was once lost. You ignited this fire that I allowed to be smothered by someone who was so incapable of knowing a great woman that stood before him.

You see my face, my eyes, but do you know my heart?

I took of my masks before you and showed you my pain, and hideous scars, but you only saw my true beauty that radiated from within. You told me to show the world my true scars, because it was time to embrace them. You showed me what a true man and friend should be. You told me that he should always be an addition and never a subtraction taking away from who I really am. He should always remain strong never ever let me think I have sold myself short. He should reassure me every day that I’m Blessed Coming In and I’m Blessed Going Out, and He’s Blessed For having me. These eyes that seemed lifeless at one point with the disappointment of life trials are now beaming brightly with expectations of what extends from this new fond relationship of friendship. As day arises, I am eager to hear your voice, see your face, and get a sniff of that Dolce Gabbana. What the eyes have already glanced at, the heart has already felt I was taken in by your intellect and your beauty, but your heart surpassed the two.

You have seen my face, my eyes, and I have now revealed to you my heart?

“It is hard to want something and to know that it surpasses being good for you, but not to be able to reach out and grasp it. It is the most profound measurement in this world of friendship and love?” By Rikethia L. Clybrn

Rikethia L. Clyburn aka ThaLyricalDiva
March 22, 2010