Mirror Image

Unblessed by most, unwished by those I trusted in I enter a new world. Amidst a new world of work,I meet you the first time at a scheduled meeting. I see you as filling the vacuum of what I circumstantially left behind. I like to see her in you and you in her. I like to watch the determined walk much like hers, I like the motherly smile you offer. I notice you notice my growing happier in your company. Least unaware, you fill up my empty spaces in the amused smile you pass at my little wonders. Like her you rummage through a memory and liken me to a part of your world. Like her, you carry for me all the way specially treasured chocolates and smile away at my excitement. I begin to look forward to meetings in a less professional way. I am busy telling you about her. Like her you watch in silence my need to fight what is not worth my fight. Like her you wish for me a life before a pay cheque. Like her you don't want to see me weep and I tell you what I tell her," am not crying". Like her you send me a beautifully packed gift of my choice. Like her you twice confirm if the color is to my liking. I pick up the fragments of her  as it was years ago through you and in you. Against the rain of destiny's window I see the similarity lay in a single source of a light that cannot die.