Her Jewellery

Sorting through my jewellery box,

I found the dainty pearls and gems

That I loved to wear

On these special occasions.

I haven’t touched them in years.

The last time I wore a piece

Was before they parted ways

With my parents and me.

I held the delicate, elegant necklace

In my hand, before shaking

With tears that drowned my face.

His mother’s necklace…

I never thought that I would still

Have this piece especially

Because his mother tore us apart

By betraying our hearts.