The Mirror's Irony

The Mirror’s Irony:
I cried.
But she didn’t hear.
I bled.
But she didn’t care.
I was hurt.
But she didn’t see.
I was stabbed.
But she didn’t care.
I lived.
But she didn’t know.
Now I hush.
She didn’t come.
My wounds were healed.
She didn’t care.
The pain was gone.
She didn’t know still.
I opened my eyes…
She wasn’t there.
I saw her.
She didn’t know.
I died.
She didn’t cry.
But when I looked at her,
I was happy.