Breaking

The glass shattering beneath the floor

Sends a painful strike up my heart.

The vase from you

Is now split upon the floor.

The sound of the glass cracking on the countertop

Paralyses me with a painful sting.

Of all the wedding gifts, the rose teacups

Are now split upon the floor.

The sound of the glass colliding onto the tiles

Deadens me with a painful hit.

The diamond ring from you

Is now split upon the tiles.

The glass tumbling down the stairs

Propels a painful prick through my heart.

The picture frames that hold precious memories

Are now split upon the floor.

Everything in this relationship

Is breaking apart.

Regardless of whether we like it or not,

We need to let go.

The sound of glass shattering, cracking, colliding, tumbling

All send paralysing strikes, stings, hits, and pricks through my heart.

I know that this is not the end because you will find someone else

Who will love you as much as I do.