Sou como um espelho

 I'm like a mirror 

    Tired of talking to mirrors, she found someone opposite her to talk to. She felt then how much the monotony corrupted her, and how she liked that feeling, going down the tiring steps that took her to the end of that dawn a thought fixed in her mind:
    — Then I realize it's all about me, because I'm alone.
Her new friend then released her hand and said:
    — Maybe now nothing will take you to the solitude where you used to hide, now I see you, I can look into your eyes.
The girl, stunned by those words, returned home empty, returned to her mirrors.