The Other
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Submitted by maya on February 24, 2010 | 7 views No Comment
I tell him that I love,
hold him till the stars fade at night
serving hot steaming coffee with a smile,
breakfast with promises of tonight.
I smile at the mirror, for I find a smile
in there.
and yet, when I blink, it stares.
I cook with love, I bathe in secret
dreams, awaiting him
to arrive and find me in smiles.
a long day as drawn off, and i had waited
not looking at the mirror, not even once.
i find no smiles returned these days
and when i ask him to watch, he laughs at
my smirks.
I hold on to him at sleep, in faint echo when
once i heard a name,
i asked him the next day, and he too stopped
looking at the mirror
and then at me too. that’s when i realized
i was not me but the other!
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