Mirrored

I never thought I would cross over to the other side. Your side. I never expected to be in that same situation without being the victim. It's strange how it all makes sense now. How everything falls into place when the world is seen from another perspective. Only, now there are even more lingering pieces. Each one crying out for an explanation. An explanation that can't be reached. There are too many new and uncomfortable blocks lying in the way. Attempting to hide everything and anything. Nothing can hide the fact that the natural and comforting will easily disappear, leaving confined and forced in it's place. The two that cannot be pushed away.