743 Sometimes [19 November 2005]

Sometimes I see you there,
in the mirrors of my mind.
Waving back at me, you smile,
but the reflection there
is an image made-up.
A distortion of who you really were.
I console myself now,
as you weren’t the one I loved.
You never were.

© Johanna Fugitt 2017

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