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The girl in the mirror
written by InsanitySammy02:32 AM 1/28/05The other day I looked at myself in the mirror and there was a girl I knew who smiled at me and had everything she could ever want. Her smile was the smile of a girl in love. I never knew that one person could love another as much as she did. Her smile came so effortlessly to her lips it was as if keeping the smile on her face was as easy as breathing on an average day. Her eyes glistened as if she was the happiest girl on the planet and I knew she was.
The day you broke up with me I looked at myself in the mirror and there was the same girl. Sammy, but not Sammy. She had nothing anymore. It seemed as if every bit of evidence that there was ever life in her was sucked from her body. Her lips looked like they'd never produce a smile again. In fact, it looked like they never had... almost as if you had to explain to her what a smile was. The dark figure in the mirror sighed and fell to her knees like there would be no tomorrow. She fell to the ground and didn't get up. She didn't want to. All life was gone. All happiness, all joy... you left her with nothing and there she stayed.
Today I looked in the mirror and saw the girl who was there the last two times. She was standing up, no longer down. She was no longer a shadow. The color had returned to her face. She leaned against the wall with her arms folded and her long hair covering half of her face. All the thoughts that were there on the first day or the second were all gone. This was a new girl. A new Sammy. Her eyes stayed cold but contained signs of life. She pressed her right hand to the window and whispered...
"I never really did need him... that much. He was prude and dumber than a cardboard box but he cared for me like no other guy I could ever imagine."
Her eyes looked away from the mirror.
"In a way, I want it all back. I wanna take back that day he broke up with me and just let things continue how they would be if he hadn't. Would I be happy again? Would I be able to breathe without this pain in my chest? On the other hand, I'm so much better off without him. He was slowing me down. He had my trust and he broke it. One less thing to worry about, right?"
I thought for a minute.
"You'll still care about him, just not as much. You'll still worry about him and miss him but you'll get over him and things'll all work out in the end, you'll see," I told the girl in the mirror.
A tear came to her eye and a weak smile came across her face and slowly, I found I could recognize the girl in the mirror again. |
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In great detail, the stages of a dramatic breakup.
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