On the other side of the mirror,
whose reflection is that I see?
And why is it laughing at me?
…the illusion ever wavering…

On the other side of the mirror,
who is that standing by your side?
Cold stare and evil smile,
determined to leave me in exile…

I was once there with you,
the one by your side.
On the other side of the mirror,
Where I used to be…

I was once, there, with you…

On the other side of the mirror,
I wonder if you’re content;
living the illusion you chose,
and shoving me into this backwards void.

On the other side of the mirror,
life moves in a reversed tandem.
What was once real on your side
is now but a mist of sadness on mine.

I was once there with you,
The one by your side.
On the other side of the mirror,
Where I used to be…

I was once, there, with you…

On the other side of the mirror,
The world may indeed be inside-out,
But one thing cannot be turned around:
My neverending love for you.

---(c)03.24.03/forsakenphantasm