A Thousand Pieces

I stare
You glance.
Why is that?

Were once synchronized
Now the birds cease to fly.
Are we even friends?

My heart is Locked
From your last words.
Where is the key?

Last month, last week, yesterday
We lit the candle, you blew it away

Last year

It was glass:thousands of pieces
Now I have porcelain.
Can't you be glad?

Your Eyes glazed green

I glance
You stare.
I know why