Looking at you and hearing the silence,
Would my words come across as violence?
Hurting you is the last thing on my mind,
Sometimes the right words are so hard to find.
What if my actions don't seem like kindness?
Maybe my love is causing your blindness.
All I can know is I've meant what I said,
Never was one to play games with your head.
The one thing I offer is the mirror,
Reflecting the you I see only clearer.
It's a lot to take in, I know it's bright,
Do you recognize your own soul's pure light?
Duality comes from judging ourselves,
Just an illusion the deeper one delves.
So please pardon all of my trespasses,
They're mere reflections in looking glasses.