Taking time to glance in the mirror,
I saw myself always the same,
My appearance unchangeable.
Tired eyes, forced smile,
Pale cheeks
Always wishing for more, I’d turn away
The cracked veins of my reflection
Leaving a hundred images of my broken self
Imprinted in my mind
Every glance a reminder of my past,
But all that I could see.
Countless days, endless months
Smiling into the shattered mirror
Until my eyes sought yours
And saw in your stare a new reflection
Of gleaming radiance and joy
Of blushed color, and lively movements
Again, a thousand images,
Images not of solitude,
But togetherness – a union of sorts
That fills my entire being
In your eyes I see my future
Our hands interlocked
With no key to be found to separate them