When you look at me, do you see me or do you see her.

Do you see her bright eyes and glowing smile.

Does your mind fill with thoughts of her and the way it use to be.

When you look at me do I even enter your mind or are you thinking about her.

The way her lips use to taste.

The way she use to say your name in a quiet whisper

The way she use to feel in your arms.

When I look at you I see everything.

The sun in your smile, the moon glowing in your eyes.

The low boom of your laugh which fills my ears with music.

I see the man who I love and will always love.

When I look at you I see you wishing I was her.


© Kaitlin Skelding