#mirrormetaphors
There’s a girl who mirrors my every move—
it makes me afraid of my own reflection.
And if I’m biting time,
then please— _serve me a couple seconds_.
I should’ve loved you better, much earlier…
so I’ll be with you in a second.
Let me shield my eyes— watching you put
on your armour, decorating your smile,
you’re a mouthful of colour.
A love picked from the bunch,
too rare not to treat like a flower.
First as a friend, protective as kin—
even when your salty remarks
mistake pamper for _pepper_.
_Your attraction_? In mint condition—
a treat like a peppermint.
My skin’s a little tinted, my cries tilt
a little sideways— __these long-ass messages__
just to keep you from trailing behind.
Smiling beside you, you give me food
for thought, and a kind word on the side.
It’s hard to find the genuinely kind.
_But you_?
You’re a rare kind— the kind I’d hold
on to, if only I knew how.
Jun 30, 2025
Jun 30, 2025 at 5:43 PM UTC
i believe it was a tuesday morning!
i remember i had a reason to wake up -
to squeeze the last bit of toothpaste
from the tube.
to get right back in the ******* loop.
i believe i caught a glimpse of a child
through the foggy bathroom mirror,
laced with my minty breath.
it felt strange...
i took offense at his looks,
the way he eyed me down.
in his defense though,
i had caught him with his guards down.
he didn't say much,
not that he did anyway.
just nodded softly at me,
whispered almost,
'alright! guess i'll be going then...'
with a flicker of a smile
never to be seen again.
i believed at the time it was best for him
to not see the light on my face go dim
didn't realize then i'd pay such a solemn price;
as I let him go, not thinking twice.
i believe it came quite naturally to me -
finding good reasons not to be.
that day, i found yet another;
it was just enough to help me see -
the error of my ways...
like a rat in a maze, how i end up
reliving the worst of my days.
i still believe i could turn things around.
give the kid a reason to be proud.
i'd whisper softly into the foggy bathroom mirror,
'we're ok, little buddy...
everything's going to be ok!'
i believe i could get him to say,
'alright... i'll stay!'
Nov 22, 2024
Nov 22, 2024 at 10:30 AM UTC