It's been 4 months since Me and you lived together. You are the one who's insisted to live in my house, as a friend of mine. After my work done, I stepped through the door just to find the Apartment is dim and empty.

"Where are you?"

I start calling your name, while searching you. And founding out you're in front of the mirror, Admiring your own body closely.

"I call you earlier, Mi amor. Why you didn't respond me?"