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.”
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