The Best Friend

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Today ,for the first time

I met her on a mirror too.

 She  looked at me with her wrinkling ,still bright eyes.

she asked me smiling.

“do you love me?”

I said “ofcourse I do”

I touched my forehead on hers

 to show her what I said is true.

She felt cool on my face

Even when my thoughts were tangled

Like iron chains on my neck ,so heavy.

She asked me again

“do you respect me for what I were,

what I became

And what I would end up someday like ?”

I said ‘yes.I do”

Then she asked me

 ‘why?’

I told her that is our chosen path.

She smiled and asked again

“what would you regret?”

I thought for a second and replied.

“one day I have to leave you behind

 when I have to go

Then you might  not be visible to anyone

and the mirror will cry.”