You think the mirror shows you yourself. But watch it when you turn away—does it still hold your shape, or does it sigh in relief? The mirror re every face it has held, but it never weeps when they leave. It does not miss you. It does not miss anyone. It simply waits for the next pair of eyes to borrow its surface. You are not the owner of your reflection—you are just the latest visitor. And the mirror? It has seen better. It has seen worse. It has seen everything and forgotten nothing. Yet it stays silent.
You think the mirror shows you yourself. But watch it when you turn away—does it still hold your shape, or does it sigh in relief? The mirror re every face it has held, but it never weeps when they leave. It does not miss you. It does not miss anyone. It simply waits for the next pair of eyes to borrow its surface. You are not the owner of your reflection—you are just the latest visitor. And the mirror? It has seen better. It has seen worse. It has seen everything and forgotten nothing. Yet it stays silent.