When I look at you
I see diamonds in the sky.
Shining in your black, mischievous eyes,
Diamonds.
Like the lost hopes and dreams of lovers that have long since given up
Like the broken pieces of souls left behind by the ruined
Like the blood that drips from the ones who try to get rid of the pain, but don't know how
Like the smile I smile when you smile at me
Like the laugh I laugh when you laugh with me
But this is me, and this is you, and we are who we are
And we cannot love
So I gather your diamonds and make of them a statue
Rising up, a sparkling beauty fit for a queen
I pull my hands back and shove them against the side
Of the diamonds I stole from the sky
The statue shattered and fell to the
Ground, tinkling like pieces of falling stars.