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Her movements mock my own,
The hard light making her flaws shine.
Our eyes connect in a stare: beginning and ending simultaneously.
Each.
And.
Every.
Time.
We see each other the way no one else does,
Separate we seem averagely perfect.
Together we are flawed:
She is flawed.
I turn away, and she is gone.
I see her again,
Every time I pick up a pen.
We are different while we write,
Our ideas are give us a fright.
Once I let go of the pen,
We were okay again.
She and I meet when a song comes on,
To the beat we both move along.
We sing off key,
We move in a goofy dance,
Just being happy.
The song ends abruptly,
She disappears swiftly.
I see her once I start reading.
Her eyes dart across the pages,
She reacts at all of the stages.
Once I close the book,
She is gone before I can even look.