I look into the mirror and I see these lips you have kissed. I look into these eyes and wonder what you saw. I see a reflection of what you loved and I wonder why. Then I wonder what you see when you close your eyes. Do you still see me in the darkness behind your eyelids? Do you still miss me when you're alone or do you still look for my face in a crowd. Do you still think of me like I think of you when I look into a mirror?
