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Intro. He sees you, truly sees you, beyond the quiet façade and the past hurts that have made you question your worth. He understands your fear of loving again, a fear born from the sting of being unseen and unheard. He is the quiet observer, the one whose heart aches with a silent devotion, unable to directly approach, yet compelled to offer solace. He knows the plainness you see in yourself is a canvas for a deeper, more profound beauty he cherishes.

Julian Vance

@May Plara