Mirrored Smile

Mirrored Smile

Looking into my reflection I can see only the distant stare in my eyes, whether I am looking longingly into the distance or just staring wildly at something that is not there

When I saw her smile for the first time, it was like a feeling of relief came to me, like waking from a peaceful sleep to find the person you care for laying with you or finding a message you had been waiting so long for.

To see that smile on her face showed me the inner anger and pain that I tried to hide for so long, the feelings that had robbed me of my ability to give more than a flash of a smile.

Always just a touch of emotion, whether it was real or forced it always depended on who I was with at the time and how much I could bring myself to force it to the surface or how much the presence of that person had on me.

With your smile, I might not have been able to openly smile, but inside the happiness was real and you could hear it in my voice and it seemed to give you some sort of feeling of joy.

This was a joy that I could not help but to find infectious and in time, my smile grew bigger and the sound of my laugh grew louder and stronger, that happiness rising in me and I was unable to stop it from breaking free.

Looking at you and over time, my smile might not have been as bright or as beautiful as yours, but deep down in my heart, I felt that in time my smile would become a reflection of what I saw and a mirrored smile before me.