She looks in the mirror. Starring at herself in her eyes, in that reflection she sees him. She closes her eyes, hearing his voice whispering her name... She opens her bright brown eyes, looking at herself, seeing how much she changed after all this time, will he be proud enough? Will he be happy at how dark and empty her heart turned out to be after this? Maybe he's not aware that he's the only glance of light in her mind. He's not aware that just a single word could turn her around. How vicious and savage love can be. How masochist can she be to be satisfied with this pain of loving him...despite him not loving her. She's a maniac, but she lets herself go on in this suffering, cause these moments are the only ones that bring her happiness.
