Imaginary.
Another one is watching me.
Eyes unblinking, stone faced
As we stare eachother down.
A person emerges
A personality I know
I could be on the other side
and never know.
I could be her
That smiling reflection
Looking happy and content.
I have to bring myself back
Back to reality... stop thinking.
And know that I am the real one.
She is just a reflection
Of what I might be.