I have since then wiped away the tears, no more holding back emotions and fears. The tides have been lost, wiped away out of frustration...It's the pain of not knowing or understanding, falling in love.

So much deceit and lust looking in the mirror, I see a picture perfect, couple...not really seeing us. It's a blur never to know, the love that became forever had so much control. Control of the way I thought and control of the way I talked. My heart walked to the beat of your every demand.

I can feel it all, you holding me, you caressing me but really, never loving me at all. Still, I needed your love like a given command. I held onto to you, not knowing the truth of experiencing true love.

To me, I had you that was my truth and love a love that was never heard of.

Until I woke up and washed the ash from my face, letting go of the tears that had slowly rolled down today...
Looking in the mirror, I saw a once confident, beautiful woman, who replaced love with un-seen pain. What was I holding onto, what was I scared to let go of?

When looking in my mirror I see me but not the man I call my true love? Was this his truth, was it all a lie? Was I the one standing in his mirror and could never say good-bye?

It took me some time but now I can clearly see, while looking in my mirror I can only see me. His truth was never there, his love, he never shared...while looking in my mirror I wanted him to be there...
While searching for the truth I found it in me, the true love I had always wanted was never picture perfect, it was never meant for me. Now I see reality and it doesn't picture us at all, it picture's a broken mirror alone on an empty wall.