I met you when I was a baby

While my parents tried to console me. 

My eyes were puffy and red,

But the minute I saw you, I stopped crying.

You smiled at me, 

And I smiled back.

Every time I was upset,

Or needed entertainment,

My parents would smile and ask me,

“Do you want to go talk to the little girl who lives in the mirror?”

I was always mesmerized by how you seemed to be wherever I was--

A car mirror,

A shop window.

You followed me on every adventure

And grew with me as time passed by,

But as I aged,

Our relationship became strained.

Too often we looked at each other negatively,

With tears in our eyes, we pointed out every flaw,

Everything we thought was ugly or wrong,

Too many nights were spent crying, 

Staring into each other's eyes,

Empty and sad,

But through words of encouragement 

And lots of self-appreciation,

I learned to love you again.

Now, at night, instead of crying on the ground,

I blast our music,

And we dance for hours.

We look at each other and laugh.

I feel comfortable being with you, 

And sometimes I feel like I’m a child again,

Talking to the little girl in the mirror.