A mere reflection

Prologue:

Looking at this photograph a stranger stares back at me. She has turquoise eyes, straight, long caramel hair with a sweeping fringe, faint barely noticeable freckles. Her hair is cut in layers so that it carefully frames her face. In the picture she is smiling a full on smile showing her teeth which are perfectly straight. She is of average height and thin but curvy. She could even be classed as pretty. There is nothing particularly unique about her except the fact that she’s me.

I don’t remember her or when this photo was taken. I don’t remember anything about her life. The only thing I remember is the past four months, living with them and him. His eyes so full of life. I could lose myself just by looking into those eyes. His smile lights up his whole face so that he glows. Oh and his laugh. How infectious it was. When he laughed, you laughed. You couldn't help it he just had that kind of laugh. But now I begin to wonder, will I ever see him again