[imagine a tattoo of a keyhole over my heart. beside it, this word: sees]

I know how you see me.

Now I see how you see me, Now you know I see you seeing me

And now that you know that I know how I’m seen by you —

I want you to know that I don’t see myself how you see me.

We both know I’m different now. Do you see now?

And now you can’t ever see me like that again.

I’m here and now and forever unseen by you.

We have both Changed

forever. Things are different now.

{poem inspired by Mirzoff’s right to look}