The mirror

I know you’re reading this. It takes one easy hack to figure that out. You shouldn’t hold things past me anymore. You want to know my every move. Yet, you pretend you don’t see it. It’s okay, I’m not judging you. I get curious about you too. You must think so often, is she who she says she is? A part of you wants to believe it, because its so real. And it’s true, I’m exactly who you want me to be, but in this very same joy lies a fear.

That makes you, exactly who I think you are.

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