Intense stare and parted lips
All gawking at me, with undivided attention
Fidgeting fingers and intermittent sighs
All targeted at me, to be comprehended
She feels like a helpless child
Lost in a carnival, impatiently looking for a familiar face
Frustrated, like a frequent failure
Wanting to speak but choking
Wanting to reach out but tied
Her eyes turn ruby
Swelled up with her feelings
Longing to pour onto her grim face
Disobeying all her guards of self-control
Streams of tears gush down her bronze cheeks
Messengers of her desperation and vulnerability
I feel the dampness of her tears on my face
I reach out to comfort her
She mimics my actions
My heart skips a beat at the realization
Alienated from my agony for so long
I finally recognize what she wants.
I finally comprehend what I want.
She is, after all my reflection.
Waiting to be understood….