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Behind the face.

Dear C,

Its funny how we see people.
A smile can cover alot of pain, a lot on confusion and a life someone leads.
A smile can cover their past and the questions they have about the present.
Sometimes we don't think about the real person behind the smile, we only see them at face value even if were quite good friends with them and we may never know their pain unless we express ours.

Have you ever seen someone and thought about their life?

I mean life is just a question with many possibilities, line's and layer's.
Lines tell a tale a story even of the past and layer's show progression.

But can we get lost in this, I mean the line's and layer's?
Lines stretch many ways, they can be long and short, deep and shallow but layer's cant always be seen by the naked eye.
We get lost in this layering of life, if its not progression in a job its progression in a relationship or mostly progression with ourselves, to understand and sometimes define ourselves.

We get lost in the line's and layer's, we see ourselves younger even though our age dictates.
A man with line's on his face tell an age older then time, but inside he is still stuck back in the past.
His values and principle's are strong, he may have changed with time but he holds on to his values which have seen his face become creased with line's, fighting for his voice and for his argument.
Those line's also tell a story one of shame, love and hate, even questions, we think we know this person his tale of life and how hard it was for him to grow up, but in reality we know nothing only what we see.

We don't know anything unless we ask or unless were told.
I found something out today that truly shocked me and I never would have though it.
But it makes you wonder about a smile and about line's and layer's.
You never know what hides behind a smile or how long and deep those line's and layer's are.

People can surprise you in so many way's, never forget that.
And to my friend, I'm here for you whenever you need me.

Its hard enough to walk around with a smile on your face alone, let me walk beside you.
Let's go for a walk in the park and lets get an ice-cream for the sun is shining and lets enjoy our life for what it is, ours.

This post is dedicated to those who did hide behind their pain, the one's who battled sorrow every day and the one's who sadly took it upon themselves to end this life.
May you be at rest.

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