[luna lovegood]

they say you're a girl

living in a

make-believe world

always whispering to

yourself so they think

you can't hear them —

but you can.

/

[look at her, she's

crazy, she's not

right in the head always

talking to someone

who's not

there]

/

the wise say to

ignore them, "don't

listen to them, it's

not important."

and you remind yourself

that, each and every time,

but sometimes you can't help

but wonder if

they're right.

/

[hands splayed on the

window, chattering with

your reflection, not

because you are crazy even

if that's what they say but

because she is the only

one who will

listen.]

/

one day it's not

that mirror-girl who

nods along to your voice

but someone else, someone

different, and he looks

just as confused because,

you realize, he is seeing something

that is not there, and when he

looks to you, you smile,

not because you are odd

but because

you are no longer alone.