Vicious Reflection

"My love for you is different but not diminished. I'm sorry it had to end this way. - LJ" The letter fluttered into the trash bin, but the words remained. She walked as if in a dream and stares in the mirror, noticing the beginnings of lines on her face and grey hairs peeking out of her long thin hair.

She hadn't minded them so much before, in fact, she thought they'd earned her some level of respect in the world, but she had never felt so betrayed or disrespected before in her life.

Now, she looked at herself only to see a tired and uninteresting woman...Though if she looked more closely there was something about her eyes that spoke of strength and wisdom she did not feel, like the embers of a dying flame waiting to reignite.