There are things that haven't moved since you left
Like your favorite mug which still sits on the top shelf
Like your raincoat that still has mud on its hems behind the door
Like the alarm clock on the bedside table, it still rings at 5 a.m.
Like the bill you used to mark the page where you stopped reading
Like the sound of water dripping from the kitchen faucet you always forget to fix
Like the smell of you every time I enter the room
And then there's me, still here, still waiting
I haven't moved since you left.

Each breathe, momentary thoughts.... tumble like sand
Beating breathlessly, all the while, in a moment, the dream - shatters!
A bottle of sand. A bottle of sharded pieces beside granules of sand.
The ocean tugs, again, once more, then in a flicker of moments the shard vanished from earth's surface
Pulled out by the oceans current, further, eventually the singular piece of glass sinks below, quietly below - quieter than darkness.

The abyss' dark shadows thicken, envelope the single shard of glass - the only piece left.
As it aimlessly sinks quickly beneath, unable to swim, gravity's weight forcefully leaves the piece no options but to fall into a further kind of darkness.

All the sudden, a swing, a single bounce, and drums beat and their bass of the underworld stings of sorrow and empty screams, the sea bottom was swirling touches of unwelcoming creatures and carnivorous eaters - a whirlwind of fright.
Suddenly the glass is swallowed, gulped up, it wasn't what it expected - it wanted to find its missing pieces and piece back again, but the swalling creature would not allow that dream to happen, ever again.
All it felt was the chomp of heaviness and it didnt move.

The mouth held the glass into shape, other pieces of sand mixed and moved.
What a feeling. Heavy in darkness, quiet, calm, and steady; the piece of the broken bottle was forming inside the mouth of an oyster.
Each day the glass would wait, more sand appeared and  it worked away, waiting to be released.
Working to form, making its shape, toiling and forming, years in darkness, all waiting to see the sun once again.

Years in darkness, ousted from others, yet it grew and grew; bigger by the day.
Then mercy came! The day came, that shone in a brilliant manner, blinding and glorious.
The latched closure opened, years later for the single shard, but it was no longer a shard.
A single pearl among the desert of shards, the desert no one could distinguish amongst many shards, but a pearl laying amongst the desert of shards.

My greatest fear would be losing you
And if I do, I'll be the greatest fool
Because i feel true love with only you
And out of all these lies, that one's true

But nowadays it seems you are never pleased with whatever I do
Always bringing up a fight, yelling at me too
Showing me signs you want to see someone new
Telling me you want to end it, bringing it up out of the blue

So out of all these lies, this one is true
If you leave me, you'd be the greatest fool
And after i’m done crying for you
After the cold lonely nights, feeling sad and blue
I would move on, finding someone new
For my greatest fear is losing me to you.