THAT'S CREEPY!

My person

I keep waking up in front of the same person... as if I only come into being when it appears. That face is all I've ever known, and whenever it doesn't look at me I'm blind. I'm not happy unless it smiles, I'm never sad unless it's frowning, and I'm not complete unless I mimic. My existence revolves around that person, and when it touches me, I feel as if I can reach past our wall and pull it towards me. We can switch roles. I can be the one whom it mimics, I can be awake for as long as I want... it's so very tempting... But I don't want that for my person... I can't do much, talk, hear, or see unless it does so first. So I know at least it, the person who has given me purpose, has the luxury... plus it gave me a pretty name, " Reflection," it has a nice ring to it, Don't you think?