A thought culminates in my head;
“what does it looks like when I do smile?”
It’s been so long since I seen my reflection.
And it’s been too long since I saw something else from myself.
Maybe smiling one time will do it. Maybe that will prove that it’s fine being “meh.”
Maybe I can sleep better when I realize I should do nothing.
I get up from my bed and head to the mirror
It hangs there taunting me as I approach it closer and closer.
Ok here it goes.
I take off my mask.
I try to smile, and the thought of doing that makes me laugh
and I see it for the first time all over again.
I showed another emotion other than not caring.
I smiled and you smiled back.
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