Showing nothing but strength as I walk through this desert alone.
The sand will sting and the wind will blow; my eyes will water and my skin will burn.
Alas, I will continue forward, for life is still worth moving for.
For you were not my life; that you cannot take from me.
So, don’t you cry for me; not that you will; not that you could.
Just live, as I know you will;
Don’t remember, as I know you won’t.
This isn’t for you either; this is just for me.
I just needed to walk on and watch the sand turn to glass beneath my feet.
Watch it crack and shatter; and place it in a mosaic on my mantel.
For you are now nothing,
But a beautiful memory in this desert of broken dreams.