To someone...

 

Soaked with tears

My pillows lie

My only companion in the dark days of sadness

My mirror

The only thing that never smile when I cry

 

Many a sleepless night have passed

Where I wished if someone was near

Many left

Only me and my pillow were left

It gave me the world’s best hug

 

It never left me

It took in all my tears

Tears I wished if anyone wiped

But nobody came by

Only my pillow stayed with me and wiped and took my tears to its depths

 

My eternal companion

My mirror

It does not offer any fake comforting words

Like those people do

 

It never mock at me for the tears that I shed

When I look at myself in it

I feel my own presence

That gives the strength for another fight

 

It never smiles when I cry

It shares with me all my emotions

Not a shade of mock I see there

It never replies

But it listens like none other

Now I think

Sometimes listening helps

More than those temporary comforts offered

 

They claim to have undergone all the pains

But no one ever could, can and will undergo that pain

Than the person themselves

In that claim lies all the fakeness in the world together

 

My pillow

My mirror

To them I pour out my heart

To someone who will listen rather than speak

To someone who doesn’t make false claims

To someone who will never mock at me

To someone who never leaves my side

To someone who consider my tears as theirs

To someone who doesn’t laugh when I am in tears

To someone who makes me realize the real me

To someone who have seen the real me

To someone who all always have my back in all conditions

 

In them I see a true friend

In them I see an eternal companion

In them I see an Anam Cara

In them I see a Fidus Achates

 

Yes, they are my pillow and mirror

How beautiful a creation are they?