mirrors.

i looked into the mirror that night. 

just like that. 

the face hidden, nothing else but eyes.

i have beautiful eyes. 

they stared back at me. 

was i staring at them, or they staring back at me?

was it the other way round? 

i was as if in a trance.
 looking on.
like meditation.
like something beyond that.

it did not turn misty like it did before. 

i was aware of something,

 too aware to go beyond it, away from it to gain perspective maybe. 

i was struck by something i am unaware of. 

someone looked back at me, someone i did not recognize.

there was something amiss. 

something somewhere amiss.
maybe.

or maybe there has been too much that i had not kept up with. 

i was looking at me, as if i was looking at someone else. 

what does this mean anyways?

i am not making sense.