Reflections for the Theatrical

You flinch 

And look over your shoulder

And you thought you saw

But no, that would be impossible

.

It was just your reflection

Like an optical illusion

Just seeing what you wish 

Was there

.

It happens again

A glimpse of a slight figure

Shorter than you

That is all too familiar

.

And maybe it was too familiar

Because you just find 

Your reflection

Staring back at you

.

You turn away

And close your eyes

If you can’t see

Then your eyes can’t torture you

.

With glimpses

Of the person you wish

You were with

But that is not enough

.

A warm wind whips by

Curling around your hand

Making your hand 

Grip what you hope was hers

.

But your hand closes

On empty air

That makes your heart

Pound in your chest

.

You open your eyes

And realize you are crying

As your eyes betray you

And the wind tricks you

.

You look around

The sun is bright

And the wind is slowing down

And your heart speeds up

.

You hear her voice

Another illusion undoubtedly

You still turn

And hope it all isn’t a trick

.

The sun blinds you

And the wind curls around your hands

And you hear her voice

Calling your name

.

Then it all vanishes

The wind collapsing

The voice in your head fading

And the glare from the sun shifting

.

It was just your reflection

But maybe your reflection

Is what you need

Even though it’s not her

.

You see her necklace 

Around your neck

And you realize you are holding something

Her heart