Sometimes I see a mirror and gasp. I say,
There you are!
I've missed you so much...
Please stay.
There have been a few occasions, though,
when I look at the mirror and feel confused.
What are these... shapes?
Features foreign...
Who is this?
It... can't be me...
But mostly, I look in the mirror,
and see the face familiar.
I blow a kiss, and say hello.
After all... It just doesn't do
to alienate
myself.