In Horrific Dimension

I walk aimlessly around, just watching, taking in silent pleasure in seeing people converse with each other. Some laugh, some break down to tears, but somehow, I've realized in a conversation held by two people, one could be sad yet the other to be with utter joy. Talk about mixed feelings eh?

And somehow after school I walk through a hallway when I suddenly met you. Hey, you seemed quiet, but I thought you look pretty nice. I waved, and you waved back. I started making silly faces and gestures, and you matched up to them well! Soon I was in peals of laughter. And somehow you still never spoke. But I thought that was okay, this is just going to be a different kind of friendship and communication.

And that was the beginning of our silent meetings. Every day after school I would come and meet you. I had lots of fun, but I couldn't tell whether you did too. And occasionally when people pass by us they would stare weirdly. And then I snap back and say back off as we continue. And I was surprised at how alike we looked. And the day came when I finally understood.

You are like a mirror. When I wave you wave back. When I smile you smile too. And when I'm sad so are you. You know what, I think there's something wrong with this. It's super weird. People are always left with mixed feelings after a conversation.

So,

You're just a figment of my imagination. You.do.not.exist.