I can’t believe I found you at last. I haven’t seen you since I was 17.
A few times I felt you near, but couldn’t see you because I was blinded by my attachment to shining knight fairy tales, white picket fences, and the American dream.
What a relief to know you never really left. You have been here all along, patiently waiting for me...
to smile at my reflection in the mirror.
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Have to agree, love this because it very cleverly and concisely speaks of one of the most important and also most difficult friendships in our lives.
J. x
Thank you beautiful soul. ? You too❣️
This poem spoke to me on a personal level. Your writing is amazing. Keep being you.
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Ruth O'Reilly
Sun 15th Sep 2019 17:44
Enjoyed this Vautaw I am always thinking that when you get up and see yourself in the mirror you should look happy to see yourself, and yes it can be hard but we all owe ourselves some kindness.