Glasses

I felt so small, smaller than the smallest dwarf and wanted to hide away from it so badly. The sight of it sent pins and needles up my neck and its mere presence drowned me into a sea of confusion and guilt. Just a glimpse of it and my heart was twisting blood-red juices out of itself. Thump-thump. Thump-thump. I heard the beating of my heart in my ear. The echo was loud and clear.

Glasses. You weren't there.

Your reflection was.