• In her eyes, I see what I have become.
    Through her tears, I see what was.
    By her shaking voice, I see what will be.
    Her hand shows me what could be.

    In my eyes, he sees what I see.
    Through my tears, he remembers what I remember
    By my broken voice, he imagines what I imagine.
    With my hand, I try to tell him, I still need him.