Thursday, October 16, 2014

Reflection

I don't know
Maybe you remember it
It was perhaps
Two weeks before we left

The reflection through the glass
Mirror on the wall
Eye-contact is so strange
And powerful, most of all

The morning after that
I sat in the same seat
The room empty, I looked at the mirror
But you weren't to be seen

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  1. I wrote about mirrors that night

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    1. What!? Really? Wow. That is awesome. I've been wanting to write this for a long time... Can I see what you wrote? :)

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    2. I don't know where it is :( And it wasn't that good. That's why I didn't post it.

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    3. Aww, that is sad. And haha, like I'm ever going to believe it wasn't good. I bet it was amazing.

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