i wish i was the mirror you look into every morning.
i never get tired of looking in your eyes.
and when he bumped into me in the hallway yesterday i seen the look he used to give me.
the look that said he loved me.
im starting to think he still does.
maybe he still does.
and everything you say.
i take it the wrong way.
yourprincessofbrokenhearts.theirprincessofriots.
