One and the Same

I notice you sitting there,

Reading,

Writing,

Or drawing,

But do you ever notice me?

The one that watches you,

The one that stands beside you,

Or am I just a brush of cold air,

A winters kiss?

I'm lost sometimes,

Just like you,

A drifting soul,

With little hope,

But big dreams.

I could be a child,

An adult,

Or even a beloved pet,

Or maybe...

I am you?