kalopsia: [ka-'lop-sE-a]
n. the delusion of things being more beautiful than they actually are

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It has been days since the day he turned away.
Yet that look haunted my every breath.
Even when I closed my eyes, I see the way his eyes clouded over and his small quirk of a smile vanish like a broken record. It's as if I had shattered his very soul and picked up the pieces to stab his heart.

It's the type of gaze that
freezes
captures
And the same one I see in the mirror
reflecting back at me.

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Today, the painters decided it's time for a new canvas of masterpiece.

My legs lost feeling.

And my heart stopped beating
when I spotted him at the doorway.

He didn't look hurt because of me, he looked hurt for me.

Look at me, am I finally beautiful?