“Pair”✮⋆˙

I look in the mirror — here’s a pair for you.

By the door, the shoes stand silent — also in a pair.

I have two eyes as well, but for some reason

they glint differently at different times.

I could have been my own pair —

but the me from the past hates the me of now.

A pair of mistakes, a pair of shadows,

a pair of unforgettable nights.

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A pair of smiles, a couple of tears.

My past is a mistake — made without sincerity.

In puddles — paired reflections,

light distorts them, baring a naked body.

A pair of torn-out hearts and souls

illuminate everything around.

A couple of silences, a couple of screams,

one of each in pairs — and this cannot be undone.