It may be that you can’t see, but I can.
I can see the hope in your deadened eyes when we embrace, and the smiles you make when I do something awkward.
Just because you can’t see, doesn’t mean that you’re handicapped.
The only handicap that you have is when you’re down, and I’m not there to cheer you up.
I don’t care what you look like, if blind or deaf, or even mute, I would still love you.
People may stare, but I don’t care.
Our bond is stronger than others’ skepticism.
You may feel helpless, but I’m here to pull you up out of that hole of sadness.
You don’t need to see, because I see for you, I’m your eyes.
And these eyes, they see something beautiful coming from this.
I can see the hope in your deadened eyes when we embrace, and the smiles you make when I do something awkward.
Just because you can’t see, doesn’t mean that you’re handicapped.
The only handicap that you have is when you’re down, and I’m not there to cheer you up.
I don’t care what you look like, if blind or deaf, or even mute, I would still love you.
People may stare, but I don’t care.
Our bond is stronger than others’ skepticism.
You may feel helpless, but I’m here to pull you up out of that hole of sadness.
You don’t need to see, because I see for you, I’m your eyes.
And these eyes, they see something beautiful coming from this.
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