The Familiar Stranger

The familiar stranger stares back at me,
Wondering if I can see.
I know her eyes, her nose her smile,
But together I don't recognize the face.
I don't remember that sun-kissed skin.
I don't remember that bleached blonde hair.
I don't remember that glowing self confidence.
But, I know her eyes, her noes, her smile.
A familiar stranger.
I feel like I should recognize her,
but something has changed.
She is not the same girl from before.
She is no longer a ghost,
She is no longer dark haired,
She is no longer afraid.
But still those eyes, that noes, that smile.
A familiar stranger.
The familiar stranger smiles back at me,
She waves hello, as I do too.
I like the change, it's something new.
Now I can finally see,
The familiar stranger is me.