Dearest Mirror,
Alice doesn't live here any more. She moved out and I'm pretty sure she took her pet rabbit with her, but if only there was something I could do the only thing I have to remember her is this pocket watch that reminds me I was to slow to change my fate, but can one change fate I guess I will not know, and there is always that cat of hers she left behind and I swear that it smiles at me just to taunt me of what might have been or because maybe it nows what is still to come, but deep down everyone knows, the cat, the rabbit, and everyone else that she was the queen of my heart and still is. Sometimes it seems that the smile of the cat reminds me of hers and how it seemed we were off with our heads floating on just the pleasure of each others company, and sharing a cup of tea. As I write this to you I am staring through the looking glass to see what she had seen and be it for i be tweedle dee or tweedle dum I can't for the life of me see what it was that only her eyes could see. I apologize for my rambling, but in partying Happy Un-Birthday to you.
Sincerly,
The Boy Next Door