Echoes

Echoes 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 naievity
I wont enlighten her
With ease she wears your form
Soothing at the sight
my grief is quelled

A new friendship has begun