You reflect me

You reflect me.
You are a reflection of me.
From deep within the darkest dreams,
To outside from what the world can see.
You reflect me.
And me you.
When we collided we shattered and broke the prettiest picture which made us quickly drop to our knees to pick up the prettiest pieces and it was doing this that we discovered that what was before would never be, so we built back ourselves and in picking through these pieces we were shocked to see the most beautiful things that were in you, in me. And from that day on I looked at you and saw the best parts of me.
Little pieces of you now shine through my eyes. The parts I saved from before, they transform themselves in the way I look at you and others. And that pretty picture from before now looks like the unfinished art we now see.
Where everything makes one again. Where we are united through our broken bits.