[ WP ] You wake up staring into a pair of eyes , your own .

I do n't know why I fell for Ms Mirror-for-a-face, maybe it was just something about her that was so re-assuring. She never talked back, or talked at all. I could unload my opinions, and her expression would match my own exactly. It was satisfying, empowering. 
 My ex-girlfriends used to tell me I had a massive ego, a textbook narcissist. But they paled in comparison to Ms Mirror-for-a-face. I love her eyes, which were just like my eyes, reflected back at me. She smiles whenever I smile, we're so in sync. Whenever I talk about my politics, my religious beliefs, Ms Mirror-for-a-face always agrees. At least, she seems to. Sometimes she just sits beside me, saying nothing for hours. She does n't eat, merely stares at me with images of my own eyes. I wonder in those moments whether I'm truly alone. Only for a second, I doubt her. But then she'll hold my hand, a reassuring touch from skin as cold as glass. 
 I love Ms Mirror-for-a-face. Of course there is nothing wrong with our relationship. There's nothing wrong with me, I've found a true love that you will never know. A love without ever having to be challenged, a love without sacrifice, a love without needing to share, without that crawling creeping feeling of loneliness like you've let a lovecraftian horror into your house with an arcane power over you that you can barely understand, let alone fight. I'm not talking of Ms Mirror-for-a-face of course. she is just like me. In every way. And its... perfect.
