I walked among the beautiful and they walked by. I looked into their eyes but they looked away. Invisible I was to them, invisible I felt. Unsure of my existence, I walked up to a mirror and saw myself in my reflection. Beautiful on the glass and beautiful in my mind. I smirked at their naivety, they must all be blind. Mirrors don't lie. Or do they? I put a mirror to the mirror and saw myself reflected in my reflection. Saw myself as they see me. I was ugly after all.
I've never done this before. Neither have I. I think it's too early. I'm not sure if I'm ready. I'm scared. I feel funny. Is it supposed to be like this? I always thought it would be different. Not with you. Never with you. I can do without this. Oh, I don't need this either. What about tomorrow? Yeah, today won't be the same after this. We won't be the same after this. There's no turning back. It feels right though. I feel fine. Alright, I'll do it. I'll do it. I love you. I love you.