Sometimes I will catch you in a reflection.
The shape of our jaw or the curve of our smile.
And yet, when I turn to face you, its just myself I see.
So I look. I look into my own eyes and I see your soul.
I see the future you should have had and the past we shared.
I see our very last conversation and I see the conversation we would have today.
I look into my eyes and I know you are looking back at me.
And I wait for the next time I catch a glimpse of you out of the corner of my eye.