a window is still a window, even with shattered glass
it will still let the sun through itself
still let you gaze out and see the world
so I fell in love with you, broken boy
and with observation and time I attained your gospel truth
you were not a window, but instead a mirror
I looked at you and saw the truth of what I had become
a shattered reflection of somebody I didn't recognize
but I still fell in love with you, broken boy
I just didn't realize you would break me too
Aug 14, 2018
Aug 14, 2018 at 2:34 AM UTC
a window is still a window, even with shattered glass
it will still let the sun through itself
still let you gaze out and see the world
so I fell in love with you, broken boy
and with observation and time I attained your gospel truth
you were not a window, but instead a mirror
I looked at you and saw the truth of what I had become
a shattered reflection of somebody I didn't recognize
but I still fell in love with you, broken boy
I just didn't realize you would break me too
"trust I'm learning again is a sentence not easily spoken but one worth saying"
-button poetry
