I look at you and all I see
are the ruins of what was once a
concrete
stable
beautiful
romance.
I look at you looking at her
and all I see
is the way your gaze held mine
truly
and
tenderly
I look at myself through glass
and all I see
is a broken painting.
A piece of art that you started
but didn't bother to finish.
Finish me
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 1:25 AM UTC
I look at you and all I see
are the ruins of what was once a
concrete
stable
beautiful
romance.
I look at you looking at her
and all I see
is the way your gaze held mine
truly
and
tenderly
I look at myself through glass
and all I see
is a broken painting.
A piece of art that you started
but didn't bother to finish.
Finish me
