'Flect,

I see you.
In front of me.
But through those dark eyes so familiar.
Similar.
I see me.
Not physically.
Its...the mind.
I see a mind like mine.
Fascinating, dark, kept, mysterious, open.
Contradictions.
I can read your silence so clearly.
But the uncertainty will always cause me to retract.
To doubt.
This is kind of like looking into a mirror.
And seeing a reflection is normal.
But seeing your reflection talk back can be a lot for anyone to take in.
I've always wondered.
Y'know?
How it'd be like to date yourself.
I always thought.
Hey,
how can I expect anyone else to understand me when even I couldn't understand myself.
Hypocrite.
Me.
But you.
Though.
Different but somehow everything just makes sense..
In a way.
Clear but the same time confusing.
Iffy.
Unsure.
Comfortable but that comfort can get very uncomfortable.
At least for me.
Fuck.
I smile.
Relax, I tell myself that and so I try that.
Damn.
Its a nice feeling.
No. Don't.
Yes. Please.
I don't know if I know or not.
I want to stop.
But I want to keep going.
I can't lose something I don't have though.
Then why am I frightened.
Look away.
Damn emotions.
Why'd I let it get in the way.
Go away. I don't need it.
But stay for another minute, would you?
No I couldn't ask. The other one shouldn't ask.
The other one just takes what one can.
Another other.

Stop.
Just forget about it.