You walk with me, I walk with you
Together we keep each other company...
You morph in my shape,
Not a strand of hair out of place,
Why would my feelings be any different then?
Are you telling me to look inward?

But unlike the breath that stays with me both day and night and I feel her, you have a liking only for the light.

Why do you do that?

Only manifest when the world is shining and gone when the stars are shining...
You might say why do you even care because we do not speak even when I am there.
True. The fault is mine. I should.
Reflect on your being.

Will you tell me who you are?
Will you find a voice in me?
Will you see the world through my eyes?
Will you marvel and agonize like I do?
Will we ever know each other?

I may pride now in knowing that you exist because I do,
But would you come shatter it?

Wouldn't it be a delight to know that I exist because you do?