I Would Like To Meet Me

I would like to meet me. Me. That person sitting inside me, watching me, feeling me. That’s not me in the mirror or in that photo. Me. The person, personality, the human. I would like to talk to me. I’ll bet I would have some interesting things to say. Observations from a long lived life. Considerations stemming from life itself. I would like to smile at me. A smile that understands the contradictions That can never be resolved. That harbours delight, fear, longing, belonging and love. I would like to feel that I know me. After all these years, who better to know me than me. I think that I would like me. Who knows?