I know who you are now.

That sad, lost looking creature in the reflection of my bathroom.

At first, I couldn’t recognize those baggy red eyes whose seen many lost battles.

They beg me to look at them closer, because I have forgotten my duty to them.

You are my shelter, to which I was careless for.

I promise to take care of you better from here on out.

I know I keep pushing your heart out to others.

I know I let others hurt you.

I’m sorry.

Don’t cry anymore.

If there is no one, I’ll still be here, body and mind.

To you,

My soul.