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.
Don’t cry anymore.
If there is no one, I’ll still be here, body and mind.