Glitter filled tears streaming down my face
With a white slip on and socks with frilly lace
Our eyes are intertwined, what is yours is what is mine
I'm always reflecting like a mirror
Or maybe I mean refracting?
Am I retracting?
Little do I know that vines are climbing up my limbs
Seeds I planted years ago, unknowingly, but still
How do I see you now?
Glitter filled wells cried in tubs years ago
Larina, darling, its okay to let go
Our hands are intertwined
Our brains, our hearts, and our souls are what we now call mine
Less reflecting like a mirror
Less dimming and less flicker
Now I feel the vines blooming into flowers
I'm not wretched, I did not falter
Seeds I planted ago, unknowingly, but still
Seeds I planted ago, unknowingly, but still