A Broken Mirror

A high-pitched ringing sound is still echoing in the empty silence of a two-story house with high ceilings… I am standing at the base of the stairs, stopped in my tracks, looking down at the hundreds of various pieces of a broken mirror…

I listen to the last echo as it slowly dies out, sit down on the cold wooden floor, put my chin on my knees and look at the “torn” parts of what used to be whole just a second ago…

I remember seeing the reflection of both of us in that mirror a few short months ago – touching cheeks, playful eyes beaming with happiness…

Now even the biggest piece can contain only a small part of my face… I position it in front of my dark brown eyes and stare for a while, trying to find the answer to how it all happened that you are not part of my life anymore…

It feels like it was just yesterday that life was effortless and fun, that blissful happiness was a reality and that no end seemed to be possible…

I felt “at home” in your presence and in your arms; I loved your lighthearted jokes and your gentle kisses on my hair…

“Sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead,” Adele’s breaking voice sings in my head…

I pick up another mirror piece and immediately feel the sting of a sharp edge on my index finger… A drop of blood forms on top of the brand-new hole…

“Why did it have to end?.. Why can’t we be together anymore?.. Why did the happiness not last?.. Why….?”

I stop my mind from formulating the next question, knowing that one day, I will know the answers to all the why’s, but not right now…

Right now, it’s just the cold emptiness outside and inside me, and a bleeding hole in my finger and in my heart…

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