I wanted to destroy something beautiful
so I could see what keeps it alive inside
but then I realized that something was me and you
and there was no way of knowing
the ins and outs that made us glow
from the innermost parts of our being
however it was already too late
when I let the hammer drop
that cracked the canvas in two
and I fell to the floor and wept
for I knew that the only thing
that was once beautiful
could not be repaired
was now nothing more
than a torn and tattered
mural of what love should be.