Echos reach me
I turn
And my eyes alight upon a pale transparent outline
A tranlucent half-hearted haunting of your memory
A smile grows on her face
I smile back
With a knowing, lingering sadness
Outlined, permeated and conflicted with happiness
I see naivity
I wont englighten her
With ease she wears your form
Soothing at the sight
my grief is quelled
A new friendship has begun
