and perhaps these feelings were meant to remain secret,

a treasure held in my chest.

but they’re stirred, 

for I see the treasure in yours,

and lost in your heart am I.

your delicate vulnerability 

reduces me

dissolves me 

from what I am not

to what I am.

what does this teach you about strength?

you’ve pinned me into submission 

with the soft surrender of your heart.

i want you to believe in yourself

this inexplicable, urgent need

to protect a heart like yours.

i don’t even need to have you

i only need see you —

and i do —

really see you.

for feeling is seeing when it comes to matters of the heart 

and I see what you feel

feel what you feel

and it is beautiful.

never let anyone convince you otherwise.

never stop caring. 

you are a jewel in these coal mines.