You took what I had slowly chipped away,
and carved flourishes into what's left.

For the longest time,
I kept it to myself,
Thinking it was our little beauty.

Slowly, my mind is changing
for I have fallen in love with how it sits in my mouth,
Quietly whispering to myself in the dark.

The other day,
it fumbled out of my hands and into the arms of someone else,
And while I heard your voice as they turned it over,
I think it is most beautiful in the light.