Find Me

She looks at herself in the mirror, a small, sad smile stretched across her lips. She positions her arms just as she'd seen the ballerinas do. She studies her reflectiona moment before letting her arms fall down to her sides and moving away.
"It's always just me," she whispers, even though no one's around to hear.

Not always," comes another voice. She follows it to see a young man looking at her through a mirror frame. She reaches out and her finger lands on the glass. Yes, there's something there..

Staring into the young man's eyes, she feels her breath catch in her throat.Their arms mirror one another's up and down before he reaches through and takes hold of her wrist for a moment.He hurries around to catch her as she falls, spinning her around.

When she opens her eyes again, it's like she's somewhere different. He pulls her up to her feet and spins her around on the floor of clouds. He runs after her as she heads for a mirror, this time seeing herself, and the young man with curly blond hair. He tries to touch a hand to her shoulder, but she shrugs it off and runs off in the opposite direction.
She stops, sucking in air through her teeth. Is this real? Or is this just a fantasy? Can I actually let myself believe this is truth?

Turning back to face him, she takes a step away as he tries to take hold of her hand. He raises his arms in front of him like the ballerinas, and they mirror each other spinning around like the dancers she's always dreamed of.

When she raises her arm, he catches it in a loose grip and she allows herself to fall away to the ground. He follows her with his arm as she rises, her eyes meeting his.They reach out toward one another, fingertips almost touching before she finally slips her hand into his and allows a small smile to stretch across her lips.as they turn.

He waltzes her gently through the clouds before lifting her into the air and spinning her around and around. Closing her eyes, she feels the cool breeze rushing past her face. It feels like she's flying, but the entire time, she's safe in his arms. Her feet barely touch the ground before he lifts her into the air again. She reaches up as high as she can, no longer able to stop her smile spreading to light up her entire face. As he lowers her slowly back down, she allows her arms to fall a little, hands clasping together behind her neck.

Her feet touch the ground, but he holds her, strong arms clasped around her waist as he looks into her dark eyes.She bends backwards before springing back and flinging her arms round his neck, hugging him tight. He spins her around once more before setting her back down and running away.

She pushes her hair out of her eyes before turning around to see he's stopped too. He reaches out a hand toward her. The return of her smile cracks the worry that had filled her features for a moment and she runs to him, hand out stretched. Wind rushes through her hair as she reaches him. Hand in hand, they run together, stopping at a mirror frame like the one she'd first found him in.He smiles at her.
"I've always wanted someone to find me," she whispers quietly.
He pulls her in close for a hug. "Here I am."