There are days when I see you there,
With your eyes the same as mine.
There are days when I touch my skin,
But it still belongs to you.
I worry about the things you’ve said,
When you used this mouth we share.
I worry about the things you’ve done,
With these hands that touch my face.
And I know that now it has been years,
Since you walked far in this skin.
But some days I catch a glimpse of me,
And you are all I see.
 
reflection by kaitlyn hudd

There are days when I see you there,

With your eyes the same as mine.

There are days when I touch my skin,

But it still belongs to you.

I worry about the things you’ve said,

When you used this mouth we share.

I worry about the things you’ve done,

With these hands that touch my face.

And I know that now it has been years,

Since you walked far in this skin.

But some days I catch a glimpse of me,

And you are all I see.

 

reflection by kaitlyn hudd

1 year ago

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