Me and you
Sitting infront of the mirror, I looked in your eyes.
They were trying to tell many stories- all at once!
I saw you and It felt like I have known you since forever.
In your eyes I could see
the valiant battles that you have fought with yourself,
and the arguments that you have won over the years.
I could see all the tiniest bits that make you “you”.
So, I forged a thought to pen down something for you.
But, to write about you -all at once- was tiring.
And to -choose one story- was no less gruelling.
To make it easier, I closed my eyes for a moment.
Surprisingly, I was still able to look into your eyes!
There you were,
so fearless that in your presence I felt powerful.
You gave me hope that I shall survive, come what may.
To write, I couldn’t resort to a single prose for you
and together, everything was a beautiful huge mess!
The truth be told~ you is me and me is you.
So there I was;
Sitting infront of the mirror, looking in my own eyes.