Now I Cry

thinking back on people one used to know.

Isn't it funny how when
you don't see someone
for a long time,
they seem to change.

Well you never changed.

My hair is longer.
My teeth are prettier.
My eyes have changed -
I have new clothes.

Your hair is still short and soft.
Your teeth are still the same.
Your eyes still see my eyes -
And you still wear the same clothes.

We don't smile
and the fifteen metres between us
seems like a year.
you still laugh.

You are my one constant.

And while I see your reflection
through the mirror each and
every day
you solemnly watch me back.

Now, I cry.