Tonight Do Us Part
October 22, 2015
She told me
That it was nothing personal
Trust is as fragile
As an empty
Glass bottle
But it still hurt
Like the sharp edges of the mirror
She couldn’t stay away from
And there’s cuts on my hands
From the times she held them
And they sting with salt from her eyes
When the darkness comes back
I will be there
But nobody ever told her
I turned off the lights