Yes.

I was asked a question.

My reply was negative.

Almost immediately, I realized that I gave a wrong answer.

Maybe because I subconsciously evade the question. Or just don’t see the need to confront it.
Until unwittingly, I meet it head on.

What I thought was an honest reply was a knee jerk response, barely scratching the surface.

……

Tears flow. Heart in hand.

So I ask myself that question again. And gave my heart’s reply.

To the universe, it may not matter.

But to that reflection in the mirror, it does.