I look into the mirror and see a reflection of me,
Not someone who love's me but my worst enemy.
I wish someday to look and see you by my side,
someone who loves me for all that I am and not on the outside.
I used to believe you were out there but now the thought is diseased,
for the fact that I still have not found you and my heart is still not at ease.
I still think, sometimes, that you'll wisp me off my feet, but I can't but to wonder, is it really meant to be?
Is it truly our destiny?
Or maybe just another silly fantasy?
But yet still I look into the mirror,
and all I see is a plain reflection of no one but me.
