#glassysky
"ugly as we are,"
you said to me
as you held my hand,
"the reflection of this horrible world
shown on the mirror
every time we look up."
you were slowly fading,
and i could see your eyes turning glassy.
a tear fell,
not only from your eye,
but also from the sky
to where i looked up
and saw the reflection of the world
"ugly as we are,"
i said with an empty hand,
"a horrible world
without you in it."
Aug 23, 2015
Aug 23, 2015 at 7:49 AM UTC