I know you're not far but I still can't handle all the distance. I hope this feeling will fade away in time because it's too much to bear... and because there's no sense missing you. You won't care anyway... but when did you actually care? Last night, I was facing the mirror and I see a woman I no longer know. I see tears from her eyes, never the same tears as from mine. Mine are tears of stupidity, and hers are tears of begging me to come back. We were both rushing to catch our breath and suddenly our fists met on the glass of the mirror... and there's a pinch to my heart as I watch her fall down to pieces. The woman who has peace in her heart is already gone. Just now. And as I look at her broken pieces, I'm starting to accept the fact that I will never be like her again.














