Broken Mirror, unbearable beauty

"I wish I could see what he thinks of me" Said the girl looking into a pure mirror,
The mirror broke into pieces and shards, left on the floor staring up at her.
''Does this mean he thinks I'm ugly?" She cried.
Oh the weeks went by, she didn't call, and wouldn't answer.

But little Romeo got worried and went to see her,
So willing, he went through her window, to see her sitting alone.

She stared at him with wide eyes,
"why?" she said "Why come here if you don"t like me?"

"Why wouldn't I?" He said running his hand through her hair.

''You think I'm ugly." She turned her face, until his hand brought it back.

"No, I think your beauty is unbearable."