The reflection that looks back at me is not of my own.
Its allure is both breath taking and intimidating at the same time.
When I look into the eye’s I see someone so beautiful and a soul so veracious that it makes me turn my head in hopes of not marring it for someone else who may be more deserving of it then me.
Its moves are so elegant and carefree that it mesmerizes me because I’m incapable of such grace.
To look at this image you can see that it’s clearly not me, but to hear the thoughts, views, opinions, dreams, and desires you would swear it was.
I’ve been alone for the most part my entire life and thought that my time had passed me bye before I had met her.
I fear though that I may also share with her the fears of being in love and the hurt and pain that are associated with it.
I’ve never been in love before, never let myself get close to it, but with her strong emotions and intense feelings are there; it JUST HAPPENED and so now I’m stuck fighting the fight.
It’s one of those that if we make it through, we’ll look back on and laugh at things and if we don’t well I don’t want to think about that.
She likes to come off as hard to those who don’t take the time to get to know her, and maybe does things at times to force them away.
I know what I’m capable of and her as well.
So will we stand there and mimic each other, or will one of us step through the looking glass and take control so that for once we can experience happiness?
