In a room full of mirros,

I am greeted by different versions of me,

like a family reunion

but only with myselves.

entranced by myself,

no

a young version of me,

looking so happy and pure,

though she was corrupted, she never stopped smiling

with her big brown eyes and

big chessy smile she seemed to enjoy.

she is the only one that catches my attention

she is absoultely beautiful,

with her faded freckles

along with a few birthmarks,

her eyes colored with

something I can't read.

she hold out her small warm hand to me,

an offer I couldn't refuse...

so I grab it

and see my hands barley bigger than hers

their warmth radiating throughout my body

I feel blood rush to my cheeks

as she smiles at me,

smiling that we share the same soul.

I loved her,

I love her,

everything I've always wanted to be.

I wonder where she has gone...