I remember the first time I realized I lost you, It was the morning I sat Paralyzed in shock On the cement back steps And lost in a fog of confusion I wondered, How could something So beautifully perfect Break as easy as glass? I supposed the most Beautiful things were Always the most fragile • I remember the second time I realized I lost you It was the hot midday I called you from my car I heard you paralyze in shock As I yelled words That cleared the fog and I wondered, How did this glass Not shatter sooner For it is the most fragile Of love I’ve ever known • The third time I lost you It was a painfully clear night Those pieces of glass became Speckles of sparkling dust Dried and fresh blood Still staining my hands I guess it took three times To wash my hands clean And to pull the last shreds Of our love from my skin •