Love is like a mirror
it reflects truth and it hides nothing
you find yourself in it
But after awhile, you grow tired of the same old reflection,
So you break it, shatter it, hoping its for the best
Soon you realize compared to life without it, you long for it again,
to see that reflection, where everything made sense
So you try to piece it back together,
With each piece of glass it feels more and more like home, yet the cracks are still there.
It seems slightly different, though you press on, hoping for the best.
In return all you get are cuts and scars, and nothing you do seems to help
Finally, you realize it's not even worth it
The pain of the cuts are not worth the comfort of the reflection you used to know.
You have no other choice than to give up and to walk away
Now you wish you could just go back in time
and stop yourself before you tried to fix things.
Tell yourself to just leave it there shattered,
Because the damage you were left with is much worse than
the damage you initially caused.