You see smiling bright whites. I see broken, crooked, occasionally visible teeth when the curtains aren’t closed.
The curtain always droops until someone who doesn’t understand forcibly pushes them back. You hear I love you, I hear three words. That’s it.
You can describe everything in three words but I could not even with a thousand. You see silly tears that had no right to fall, but I see my whole world crumbling.
To you the words you said were harmless, to me they were like a million shards slowly being pushed into my sensitive skin.