A Shared Existence
What am I thinking?
The same thing as you.
Or more specifically,
the same way as you.
You see me here
And I see you there
Yet we share the same room.
We've agreed upon
The placements of the symbols
Within our place of dwelling.
We've accepted eachothers
Art of manipulation.
We both have realized
We are mirrors
For eachother to look into.
Yet we project
Only what we truly are.
I find it quite interesting
That not only can I not
See myself but in reflection
But I cannot see you unless
It is also through reflection.
Yet I feel as if
I've always known you
And you have always known me
And that we are All
Searching for a way
To express what we know
Of eachother, to eachother, for eachother.