​I saw my lover in the mirror... (Patreon)

I looked into the mirror, but this time I wasn't looking for flaws, I wasn't scrutinising a project to be submitted. I wasn't carrying the heavy, primeval intent of enhancing whom I saw on the other side of the glass. I saw myself. Just myself. For the first time, I experienced a profound romance happening within my own skin, solely for myself. And suddenly the need to project my yearning onto another person collapsed like a house of cards. My reflection whispered, "You're the artist, the muse, and the audience all at once." I saw my lover in the mirror.