The Same

I sit in front of a mirror
Talking, endlessly
Laughing, like a kid
Saying things I'll never hide again
Looking at what I wish I had been
Two years ago
One year ago
we're just the same

I sit in front of myself
Talking philosophy
wish I could apply it
use it, a life cheat sheet
Laughing, like we never did
Saying things that I never can replay
Two months ago
one month ago
It's all the same

I sit in front of a virtual you
Talking, fragile thoughts
fragile heart, take it apart
steal my candle, blow me out
Breathing on your neck
skipping things that I guess
Two days ago
One day ago
it will always be the same

I sit in front of a younger me
Thinking what I said
words, just words
nothing more, not particularly less
Where have I gone
what have I become
I warned but never listened
One future day
One future month
One year ahead
You and I will never be the same

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Ashira Macy]

I really liked how you played with mirrors and time in this. Almost as though you could travel through time by stepping into the mirror dimension. If only, right? But it is best that we can't, things happen for a reason, and often when we say things we wish we didn't, or don't say things we wish we did, it is for the best. Beautiful work on this, it was a joy to read.