Pieces

I woke up in pieces
Broken glass 
Splinters of the love we had
Your picture on floor
Shattered like before

Lipstick on the mirror
Perfume the on the sheets
A night of perfection
Love made to the hilt
With no malice, with no guilt

I wish you hadn’t cared
Inside of me you cried
And I screamed in the night
The beast we made
And held each other tight

When the end came
You told me I was not to blame
But you had to know
Would I stay?
Or should you go?

Commit I could not
You cried and then we fought
I turned my back
And you walked away
Now I wish you had stayed
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Breidenthal Avatar
March 4, 2014 at 12:37 AM
Heartrending piece. I love the beginning, with the vivid picture of the photo shattered on the floor, the lipstick I could almost see, and I could almost smell the perfume. Great sensory details to really add emphasis on the loss of someone very special. Always, Laura
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February 19, 2014 at 7:01 AM
Dear Stephen: A good read. Leon
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