And She Knows She'll Turn the Light off and Her World will Continue to Turn

She looks at her reflection from afar and she's pretty for a moment again. She looks good in black. always has. Her face childish. her lips womanly. her eyes beseeching. Face tilted down just waiting. always waiting.

she thinks of other times she's watched herself in this mirror.

the way their naked bodies intertwined. Her dark to his light. THe curves of her own feminity. the moans, the waves, the way she moved just so to see her body like that. Her hips tilted forward, legs spread, atop him. She can't look when alone.

She thinks of last night.

The way her eyes were swollen. face red. old and puffed. tired and afraid. She was closer to the mirror then, could see the flaws in her face. SHe looked herself in the eye several moments, questioned what she was doing. commanded the tears to stop.

the music quiets and she gives one last look. Her heart beats harder a moment or two. This is how she wants to always be.