it was my
fault
i moved the
table
because of me, the vase is now on the
ground
broken
shattered
oh, what have I
done?
i've made a
mess
i need to get it back to what it
was
it's not just a vase to
me
oh my god, i can't do
this
it's not getting *******
fixed
the shards stab my
hands
funny, the thing i love most
hates me now
my fingers
bleed
my heart's beating
fast
i can't bear to part with this
vase
sitting in the corner crying, i'm
dying
i need that
vase
it's very dear to
me
you won't understand, you
see?
the water's spilled
everywhere
mixing with my
tears
the flowers look at me
accusingly
i can't do
this
the vase will never be the same
again
i cry and
cry
until i finally
decide
that it's time to throw the shards
away
it's time to
L
E
T
G
O
Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 5:15 AM UTC