The Girl that I See in the Mirror by Olha Hrybivska

I see a girl in front of me.

It seems like she’s dancing to a song. I can say the melody is cheerful since the girl is smiling and dancing rhythmically. I think her emotions and expressions are cute.

Her lips are full and pink, sometimes revealing her shiny upper teeth with pointy fangs. Her rosy cheeks are especially noticeable amid her pale face, as well as dark circles under her eyes, but she doesn’t seem tired, perhaps experienced. Still, her blue eyes are so vivid and joyful.

With every swirl and turn, her long hair flies around freely. It’s shining in the dim light of the sun. I bet it’s pleasant to the touch. Only now, when she fixed it behind her ears, I notice silver earrings all over her cartilage and lobe. The hoops glint the same way her necklace does.

I have noticed this piece before. It seems like a tag which usually soldiers wear, but on her, it seems peaceful. As my gaze follows the tag, I realise that it compliments her prominent collarbone well.

When she moves, my eyes fall upon her hands. I adore her long nails along with visible veins. It looks so human-like.

Her fingers manoeuvre in the air and I can’t help but watch her body now. She has jeans and a fitting bodysuit on. No wonder they hug her body well. She has curvaceous forms and I find them appealing because they’re soft. I believe cuddling with her would be warm and cozy.

Actually, it seems like she wouldn’t mind.