The Only One

Strange enough
Though he was keeping silence all the time
Yet he spoke today perhaps unintentionally
With melancholic tunes and gestures.
He told me I am changing
From inside and outside
And the changes are 
Sometimes hazy and rarely clear.
He said he can’t describe 
The changes precisely I’m going through
Still he is sure of their unpredictability. 
I am gone different so much 
That he hesitates to recognize.
And even he doesn’t want to 
Face me in a day many times.
Consequent to his unbridled comment
It is now I who really fell silent
For I feel to have lost the only one 
I used to talk to daily.
With all liberty and leisure
Opened my heart to ward off my loneliness
And wept before him simply 
For sometimes no reasons.
The most intimate who he is
It is you know my mirror
Yes my mirror, my mirror, my mirror. 
And that mirror is different in shape and size
And has a different language to mirror my life.

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