The Reflection


Call me delusional

But when I see the bus's round light's reflection in the window 

I imagine I see the moon

I wonder if she who is away sees the same moon too

Circular like how both of us make a whole 

Yet today is the same bus but different

The moon I see is real

She follows me wherever I go 

You think I am just looking at the cars outside the window

However, I can see your reflection in the mirror

The way you turned around to see what I am doing 

  • Author: zhangyuyouyu (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 6th, 2023 11:02
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