Objects in Mirror are Closer than they AppearObjects in Mirror are Closer than they Appear4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
Objects in Mirror are Closer than they Appear
I hated you; I loved you
I lay in bed with my eyes clamped shut
You left me here, but with what?
How could I let this love turn into hate?
I put you above even all my mistakes!
You tossed me aside, you gave me away
You lied to me daily without a word to say
How could I listen to all of your lies?
And now I just ask how come and why?
You could be standing right at my feet
And I would fall limp caught in defeat
How could I let you win over strength?
My heart's little wire only has so much length
Objects in mirrors can be so far away
But the truth of the mirror is what makes it okay
You can sit on the edge of a thousand foot cliff
And not be afraid, but just a bit stiff
People are like a tricky car mirror
The closer they get, the better it's clearer
But if you get too close they'll shatter the lies
So I'd advise you be careful and wise
You don't want to end up like that car over there
[Loki/Reader] Mirror Mirror"Everyone is entitled to their own sorrow, for the heart has no metrics or form of measure. And all of it... irreplaceable."[Loki/Reader] Mirror Mirror1 year ago in Short Stories
"Loki?" you call. He was nowhere to be seen, though you had an idea of where he was.
Of course, there was no response.
You closed your eyes, exiting the room.
Mirror, tell me something,
Tell me who's the loneliest of all?
You stood outside his chamber doors, hands resting against them.
"Loki, please come out," you whimper. You knew he was in there, he always was.
On the other side of the door, the God did the same as you did, pressed against the barrier between you two.
He was so very afraid, afraid of himself, afraid of hurting someone, afraid of hurting you.
"I fear what I have become, I do not wish to come into contact with anyone under these circumstances," he took in a shaky breath, "Leave me, I beg you."
"Never," you mutter, slipping down against the wood, landing on the floor gracefully. You lean your head against the door in an attemp