The time you decided to do something like letting someone you love go. Is the time you were so brave, but regret it in the end.
The time that you love. Is the time that you will be scared of everything that may destroy you.
The time that you are broken, is the time that you won't be ever fixed. Someone may place you back to pieces, but the crack is still visible there. But that crack will show so many reflections, yet only one face, just like a mirror.
Did I do the right thing?
or did I do something that I would regret?
Even if I did the right thing, I have always regretted it.
"Open your eyes." He whispered in my ears. I did as he told me. Infront of me is the large thick mirror that has a crack, making many reflections of the both of us. I stare at my reflections, he's at my back and towered over me. He hugs me as he smiled and whispered in my ears again.
"Pretend that it's your heart." He whispered - referring to the mirror. "There are so many visible cracks, but see beyond i...