Cracked beyond repair
things that remind me of you
still make my heart sink
and one day
I'll look at those same things
and forget why they ever made me cringe
or revert back to my mindless
hopeless state
of loving you
and wishing that you were still mine
deep deep down I'll still remember you
and the way those things made you happy
when I couldn't
but by then
I'll have gotten over you
and moved on
to someone
better
who won't leave
me stranded with all of the things
that once made him feel alive
when nothing else could
at least I hope so
because the grays in your eyes
and the sadness in your heart
showed their dark faces in the words you spoke to me
I knew there was nothing
that I could say or do
that would fill you up
with light and passion
and restore you to your natural condition
I could polish you until you sparkled
but a shiny new coat of paint
doesn't fix the life long engine problems
or the shattered windows
but his love won't fill the cracks you gave me
when you decided
that my windows should look like yours