Today I met a great new friend,
who knew me right away.
It was funny how she understood,
all I had to say.

She listened to my problems,
she listened to my dreams,
We talked about love and life,
she'd been there, too, it seems.

I never once felt to judge her,
she knew just how I felt.
She seemed to just accept me,
and all the problems I'd been dealt.

She didn't interrupt me,
or need to have her say,
she just listened very patiently,
and didn't go away.

I wanted her to understand,
how much this meant to me,
but as I went to hug her,
something startled me.

I put my arms in front of me,
and went to pull her nearer,
and realized that my best friend,
was nothing but a mirror.