Day 606 - Mirror

This reflection is only of me,
A half lit smile approves what I see.

"Stand tall," echoes in both my ears,
"Show everyone your strong! No fears!"

The more I stare, my smile gets erased,
I'm all alone, seemingly stuck in this place.

I put up my fists to fight off those thoughts,
They win Round 1. Strong? Clearly I'm not.

I'd love to replace these tears on my cheeks,
Put them in the past, like worthless antiques.

The only way I could enjoy this broken view,
Is if two arms were holding me so true.

I'm sure I'd be laughing, all happy and proud,
Knowing I got the best girl in every crowd.

I'd see a slight sparkle in my lover's eyes,
Like two little stars dancing up in the skies.

We'd make faces and take selfie shots,
Practice our kisses for when we tie our knots.

You'll be my dancer and I your king,
Flying around the floor as if we have wings.

It's funny how the reflection changes when you're in view,
I could stand here all day and admire us two.