After narcissist and life
Were torn apart,
A flower was born
Form the depths of his heart.

The lake in which he fell
Cried, cried and cried.
Oh lake! Why are you crying?
“Because Narcissist has died.”

Oh that’s right. He was beautiful
Wasn’t he?
“Pardon me?” Said the lake.
“I never knew.”
Every morning he came to you.

How could you not?!
“I never paid attention.
I didn’t know he was hot.”
Well then why do you sob?

“I looked at him
And he looked at me.
But all we could see
Was our own beauty.”

Too bad he only saw a mirror
And never saw a lake.
Too bad you only saw a reflection
And never his pretty face.
—both of you would’ve been amazed…