Your love was with me for a number of years
Through joy and sorrow with giggles and tears
It seemed to me that you gave me something great
We were so special that I thought our future was fate
And then with words that shattered my soul
That meant that I was no longer whole
You took away your love from me
Never again will we be
With care and precision you created moments to treasure
Moments of beauty and remembered pleasure
These memories of your love are like hand blown glass
They are delicate and fragile and tinged with class
Is it wrong if I want to smash them until little remains
To break them until shattered piles of glass shards remain
These blown glass memories were once so important
For they showed to me what our love meant
Now they are broken and they are beyond repair
And I feel sad but not the dreaded despair