i wrote this on the night of a really bad break up... im still confused about it actually i was on the verge of tears for days after it happened just now getting over it the details are all fucked up. so what do you think of this? our love just broke like shattered glass devestating, painful, tearing me to shreds and here i am, left alone to pick up the pieces each silvery, glittering fragment cutting my already bloodied fingers i dont know what went wrong were you that unhappy that without any sign with a crash, you break my heart? i mean it when i said "i love you"...i still do did you? do you? without warning the beautiful art work of glass that was our love split into a million irrepaiarable, shiny pieces on the floor will it ever be whole again our beautiful, glimmering love? you say you still love me but do you? i wish there was something more for me to hold on to for you to hold on to you say we can be back together soon but do you mean that? whats the point of all of this? theres nothing to do but try and piece together the shattered glass of our relationship cut my fingers on all the pieces wonder how and why this happened and cry by my self.
