Reflection

My eyes are locked on those of my reflection.
I have been trying to understand how you found out
How vulnerable I was.
I'm trying to see how you could look into my mind
And see that I would do anything for you.
My reflection's eyes begin to cry and tears fall into
The empty sink.
It wipes its face, blinks, and turns away.
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