I was the invisible child hollow
Fragile with a glass shell
Until you came by
Filled me with honey
And all the colors I would ever need.

Till I was content,
Till I was fulfilled.

But then,
Abruptly
At my happiest
At my fullest
You vanished.

In sadness, in grief, in mourning
I withered, gradually
The coldness and wintry grips
Shattered me

All the sweetness left me;
All the colors faded and seeped.

Now I am just shards trying to rebuild myself
Complete

Savoring what little trace of the honey that's still clinging on to me

So that when I am ready to be filled again
So that when you finally come around again

I could still be yours to keep.