Reflection

I am looking at you now.
And I see nothing I love.
I cannot remember the last time we were close.
And I am tired of hearing those words.
I love you, what a lie.
When I hear that coming from you I have to cry.
With desire and inconceivable passion how I despise you now.
What a pitiful and disgusting sight.
You were beautiful, such as individual.
The you I used to know is dead.
And oh how I tried to bring you back.
You left me with these memories of the way things used to be.
Am I the only one who sees that you are missing
You are nothing to me, but a lifeless reflection.
Reflection