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Mar 07, 2011 17:53

I willed the mouth in the mirror to move.  The edges drew up.  The full, pouty lower lip pulled taut as the smile grew.

I did that.  I made mirror me smile.

I did that.

I saw her smile the smile I’d seen seventy thousand times, if a day.  But it was a charlatan staring at me.  Her eyes, so empty, it made me weep.

I touched the glass slowly, hesitantly.  Our fingers nearly met as she reached for me as well.  An icy barrier between us and our pain.

I wanted to tell her it would be alright.  Things would get better.  She could be real again, a real person.

But our barrier wouldn’t let her hear my words, and I could only watch as she began to cry harder.  Tears streamed from blue eyes I should know so well; those strange eyes, swallowed by sadness.

She still smiled.  Eyes turning swollen from salty saturation.

I felt sorry for her.

Trembling lips still held their place.

But who was I to force her to smile?

Sorry

I whispered as I felt her tears slide down my cheeks.  She mouthed the word back to me.  And released me from my smile.

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