Unspoken

Broken

There are several reasons why this particular section is called Broken. I guess the beginning of it would be our broken relationship. The absence in my sheets, the lack of out pouring love and the missing protagonist in my life's own story.

Also this section is entitled Broken due to my heart's current state. This agonizing pain, these paralyzing thoughts, and this state of denial.

Another reason would be my mirror. For it seems to be broken. I would give anything to look into your eyes and see you looking back. We used to be so close, two peas in a pod, a mirror image, a reflection. Sometimes before school or work, I'd ask you if I looked alright and you'd always reply with "Beautiful as ever, my dear." I guess I started to rely on you to fix my smudged eyeliner or flyaways because lately when I look at myself I see emptiness and shards of glass. Through the cracks in the reflective wall I see running mascara and dirty hair. I wonder if you could only see me now would I still be beautiful.

Last of all I'm referring to a frame. A broken frame, a stained picture, blurred lines, a torn photograph. I remember how it felt when our first kiss was shared. On my front lawn, beneath the stars under the great big blue blanket. It was beautiful outside a mere 63 degree, September night and not a cloud in the sky. Your lips gave me an unexplainable high. And fireworks went off in my mind like in the movies. I think of the day we got lost in eachother under the protection and shade of the big oak tree by the fence. I think of our first date and what we wore and what we ate and how the food tasted and how I felt. And I imagine our first dance, my head on your shoulder and your hands on my waist, and for the first time in my life I finally felt at home in this big cruel world they call Earth.

My heart is destroyed, and I know when you look in the mirror it's her staring back, I think that's what hurts the most. It was picture perfect but now our frame is broken. The border is still there but the glue dissolved. I will always love you. Your love for me is just gone.