She looks in the mirror only to see her self,
Slowly her hand touched the reflection,
Her heart sank,
And,
Her sorrow depended,
Her only thoughts….
Who could love a person like me?
No one really feels how I feel,
Why would they care?
Then,
He walked through the door,
And this is what he said,
You are MY perfection,
The happy ending to My story,
You are the thoughts that I feel,
You are My only wish,
You are what keeps my heart in beat.
I would cry,
I would wish for you back,
I would care….