Mira

-mira?
-Yes, love.
-Why you never got married
-Hm, how do they say it? You see, there was this boy..
-Just like in that song😁
-Yes. A very lonely boy, who hungered for love that of a father. And because he was a very creative little boy, he created such a father in his heart, carrying him within himself everywhere he went, cherishing him. 
As the time went on the boy created for fun a whole family, this one occupying his mind. Its members were a bit funny, a bit intelligent, a bit annoying, a bit mad, a bit selfish, a bit you name it- resembling a real family. And because he created them, they were all not only truly connected to him, yet also under his total control, unable to hurt him in any unexpected way. 
The years flew by, carrying the boy on their wings, dropping him back to the ground as a young man. Who began to long for the love of a young maiden, his divine counterpart. 
And so he set up to create her, once again virtually, by fishing in the waters of virtual reality, searching for the threads to weave the virtue of his heart. 
-Threads?
-Yes. When our virtual eyes met, he wanted to use me as such, yet with time he understood I was too dark, too dumb, too unpredictable, too not right. And so he left, deleting my footprints on the go. He lives nowadays with his virtual divine match.
-And you?
-I can’t change my true nature for anyone, love. Being nothing but A mirror of the core. Of the other, in this very case pretending to be deleting my being, my features, my fingerprints, my footprints, my hair… 
-I don’t understand.
-You see, those parts of me, he was trying to delete, were just a reflection of his true core. His true persona. Meaning, his mentally created divine counterpart was about to delete the figure being reflected by the mirror, not the mirror…

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