mirror, mirror

She looks into me while dabbing her makeup
Twirling ‘round and ‘round with me in hand
Asking how I’ve been
It’s not been that long since I’ve last seen her
Since only this morning she’d been off to work
Asking me what I thought of her
If I had a mouth I’d have told her
You look the same as any other day
Young and lonely,
Eyes drooping still
From the one you’d lost all that time ago
He too was fair-skinned and young,
You two looking just like you belonged.
But just as I reminisce I realize it is not good to yearn
For when you dwell on the past it’s hard to move on--
My young companion if only I could do something
That’d make you learn.


-lexy