Blue eyes, silver gaze.

Silver eyes, blue gaze.

Colours reflect as soul stares into soul, mixing, blending, shifting.

Soul siblings, as always they've been.

Anger to worry.

She blinks, and he vanishes. The mirror she'd been facing was now empty, not even her own reflection was visible.

Was it all a dream? No, it couldn't be.

The silver was as real as her blue, she knew this as truth.

But where had he gone?

Blink again, another boy appeared.

Soft smile, hazel eyes. A ring of brown, hardly visible, shadowed the outer rim.

Hazel eyes, ocean green gaze.
Ocean green eyes, hazel gaze.

Mixing and twisting and melding as one. Yet, stay separate enough to have a sense of self.

Worry matched worry in each other's gaze, each holding problems close to their heart.

She blinked, and he too vanished.

Blanked out to soft blue.

A friend once occupied the space where all she now saw was X-ed out eyes.

They once shared a bond, forged in blocks. Then suddenly, the wooden bridge burned down.

Anger consumed them, then suddenly, silence.

Pleas echoed in the night, to no avail. She was left alone despite the amends she tried to make.

A blink, and they too vanish from the mirror.

She's left staring at her own reflection.

Blue to Blue, a gaze as stormy as the sea in winter.

Worry clouds her gaze as easily as a snowstorm blinds the unwary traveler. She'd soon go blind, starting at herself in the mirror all alone.

Half blind, scarred for life.

What more was left for her to suffer?