Debris of a Shattered Heart

The glass never moves, Still lays on the floor, And so does he.

Fragile vase falling,

Water spilling,

Roses stained red.

The crash and boom

Glass shattering,

Floorboards turned into a river.

Photo falls, and so did the frame,

Letters spilled out,

Love notes unveiled.

Scrunched up drawings,

Wishes and dreams, 

Never fulfilled.

Echoes sustained within time,

In the walls, years later,

Still goes and goes and goes.

Chilled silence, loudly speaking,

Roses picked up,

Once held so lovingly.

Water dried up, and so did the river,

Stains cleaned up,

But shattered glass stayed.

Photo slides out, its paper yellowed,

Crinkled and ripped,

But haunted memories still arise.

The sun hits the glass,

Shards of lost memories,

Slivers of lost love.

Steps on glass,

Made painfully aware

Of the past he never left behind.