The mirror

It wasn't always like that, the place where i stayed that night, it wasn't that ugly, that lonely, and that quite that not even the colors were able to make noise it wasn't how it used to be, i don't know if it is because, you are not here , it seems , the time have passed by, and you that its me can not longer be, it seems that you my dear have vanished in that picture it seems it was me, but my heart the one who stayed in that place , to forget how the place really is.