Metamorphosis

Spend my time reading definitions hoping to find a word to define what you’ve done to my mind. Held the mirror out with palms open, seeing the reflection of Carolina skies.

I poured it all out once, at least I tired.

Only ever wanted to be close to you, sweet swallow tail. I’ve laid wake many nights, wish you would hold me. Reality is you hardly even know me.

But somehow it feels like you know all of me. Like you’ve always been with me. The mirror, palms open.