The question being love answered by betrayal and death of a loved one. We question a lot, but this from the few, that only make sense to a loss felt broken heart.
Inanimate objects hold duality and the viewer’s perspective highlights the prominent side. The mirror could be a relic of self beauty for some. But, for a few, it could merely be a reflection of what they hate the most. I fall in the latter category, but this isn’t a hateful note oozing with resentment. It is a monologue of sorts. The lack of response hinders me from calling it a conversation.