Mirrror

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Aren't you something to admire? Cause your shine is something like a mirror, and I can't help but notice you reflect in this heart of mine. If you ever feel alone, and the glare makes me hard to find, just know that I'm always parallel on the other side. Cause with your hand in my hand and a pocket full of soul, I can tell you there's no place we couldn't go. Just put your hand on the glass, I'll be trying to pull you through. You just gotta be strong. Cause I don't wanna loose you now, I'm looking tight at the other half of me. The vacancy that sat in my heart is a space that now you hold. Show me how to fight for now, and I'll tell you baby it was easy coming back here to you once I figured it out. You were right all along. It's like your a mirror. My mirror staring back at me. I couldn't get any bigger, with anyone else beside of me, and now it's clear as this promise, that we're making two reflections into one. Cause it's like your a mirror staring back at me, staring back at me.

Mirror- Justin Timberlake (A/N sorry it's long)

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After school I went straight home. I tried to eat a sandwich, but I didn't have much of an apatite. I ended up throwing it in the garbage. I trudged upstairs, and went to grab a blanket. It was freezing in here. It turned on the heat but didn't turn it up a lot. After getting my blanket I went to Ronnie's room.

Still even after a week she has not decayed. I wonder why that is. She still looked flawles, and beautiful, like she always does. I sat down on the chair next to her bed, and pulled the blanket tighter over my body. I let the tears fall silently from my face. Every time I see her I always do this. I always cry.

I decided to try something new. I knew it was stupid, and was no use. But I wanted to know if she was still here. I wanted to talk to her.

"Hey Ronnie." I smiled to my self.

"This is some crazy shit right? I miss you so much. I love you so much. We've really become one in the past year. It like you're a mirror, a mirror staring back at me." I chuckled to myself. She was obsessed with that song, and she was just starting to know it by heart. She would always hum it in the car, and in class. She was a good singer too.

"I miss your voice." I continued. "Your singing was phenomenal, so graceful. I miss everything about you." I paused, not sure how to continued. "If you can hear me squeeze my hand."

Nothing.

"Squeeze my hand Ronnie, come on you can do it, just a little squeeze." The tears came down my face more frequently. "I-I l-l-l-o-o-o-v-v-v-e-e-e-" I cut myself off. I couldn't finish. My shuddering had gotten to out of hand. I shot up out of my seat, and ran to the bathroom. I slid down on the door, and cried out what was left of my heart.

After about 5 minutes I got up, and went to the mirror. I didn't even looks like me. My pale face, my red puffy eyes, and swollen red nose. I didn't even feel the same.

I shut my eyes tightly then opened them again. Shock took over my at what I saw in the mirror. It wasn't me that I was seeing, it was Ronnie, she looked like me. She too had a pale face, red eyes, and a red nose. Her tear-stained face, was sad and mournful. She really is like a mirror staring back at me. I touched her face, but all I felt was cold glass under my finger tips. It made me snap back into reality. I let out a heavy sigh which made me shut my eyes, but when I opened them again. I was disappointed at what I saw, my reflection staring at me, not Ronnie.

I heard a knock at the door. I picked up my blanket off the ground and I wrapped it back around my body. I slowly walked done the stairs, being extra carful not to fall, and went to the door. When I opened it I was treated by Luke, and all my friends, all of them holding stuff in their hands.

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