Scattered love letters had coated my walls
Took twenty-two seconds to shred them all
Threw scraps to the hall listening to bawls...
The turbulence and impact from the fall

Splintering the foundation of my grace
Never desiring again to pair
"Please picture our future and our own space-
Golden era happily we will share!"

Pleas, promises, affection hit me back
I cannot quite conceive how I did bend
Broken down, calling our friends to ask tact
Ignoring them all because in the end

I had Known. Had understood-
Without you ever removing your hood