My reflection stares back at me in the mirror.
Hauntingly coming nearer and nearer.
It looks so familiar to the one I used to see,
when you were still right here with me.
But now my eyes are deeper,
a darker blue.
My hair seems knotted with your lies,
no longer flowing with the free wind from the skies.
My face used to look innocent and so filled with grace,
it's still here but forever marked with your red wine stains.
Oh how I used to glow after being with you,
now I seem lightless and others around me feel this pain too.
Why won't you come back and make me beautiful again-
my life, my love, my forever friend?
I long to see your face with mine in this mural of present time-
say you miss me too
as I give my beautiful, naive soul up for you.
Come back to me and restore to me my soul of beauty,
I wish to share it with you,
but you still hold dearly.


{I don't really like this poem because it probably won't make a
lot of sense to those of you reading this, but plz rate or comment- I'd
like to know what you think.}
 
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