Birthday: 07/26
My palm presses against the glass, yearning.
I look through the two-way mirror;
it is the only thing separating us.
I see only you.
You look too, but
you only see yourself.
you study the face peering back, and awe at
your own perfection.
I look in astonishment, but you do not
notice me noticing you.
I realize something: I am alone.
Myself on this side,
and you on that side.
i know now,
it was not meant to be.
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WE SOOOO WATCHED THIS EPISODE!!!
I say, are you thinking about butt cheese?