He wakes up dreaming of me...

I walk over to the mirror

and I see him...

He’s always looking at me.

When I say something...

he’s right there beside me,

notating every blink

and every word in my eye.

I’ve learnt to fool him

twice, even once...

But he knows where I live;

we share the same bed.

I’ve learnt to love him even...

Late at night, he talks to me...

And he kisses me

like I’ve always been his wife.

He keeps looking at me...

He’s with me all the time...

Even when I’m not looking

he’s always the first to see.

I know what he wants

from me.

But I will never let him.

2009