Mirror Mirror on the Wall

I accidentally looked in the mirror. I didn’t see myself. Instead, I saw a wreck. A soul, shredded. Someone torn, it broke me – all over again.

What have I become. Who have I become. I don’t recognize myself anymore.

No familiarity strikes when I look in mirror. Destructed.

A girl, who once believed in magic and miracles, has no shimmer of hope in her eyes anymore.

A girl, who believed that everything will be okay in the end, her eyes are baffled with the horror of what her life might become.

A girl, whose laughter could light up the gloomiest souls, can no longer muster the courage to even speak.

I am that girl. The one you left. You made me bloom for you, and then you took off without breathing the fragrance in. Who does that?