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Oct. 14th, 2011 11:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
And then they decided to stop letting the mirror keep them apart, they decided to break through the glass and say hello properly.
One slips through, and they embrace, wrapping their arms around one another and keeping each other close. It feels good, feels like a hug from your oldest, dearest friend and they both savour it.
They kiss and tell each other how good it is to see them, how nice it is to touch, to feel. They press their hands close together, press their palms against one another and can feel them falling into each other but they don’t care.
They want this, they want to be together, to be one. They’ve been apart for so long, pushed apart through the mirror, forced to live separately.
Yes, they were friends, yes they loved their lives but they’ll love this one more, they’ll be the girl without a reflection, the girl who steppe dthrough the mirror and become whole again.
And they, she, will be proud.
One slips through, and they embrace, wrapping their arms around one another and keeping each other close. It feels good, feels like a hug from your oldest, dearest friend and they both savour it.
They kiss and tell each other how good it is to see them, how nice it is to touch, to feel. They press their hands close together, press their palms against one another and can feel them falling into each other but they don’t care.
They want this, they want to be together, to be one. They’ve been apart for so long, pushed apart through the mirror, forced to live separately.
Yes, they were friends, yes they loved their lives but they’ll love this one more, they’ll be the girl without a reflection, the girl who steppe dthrough the mirror and become whole again.
And they, she, will be proud.