World of Broken Things

When have the skies been so perfect?
At what time have trees looked so beautiful?
When have I felt so secure?
When did i see you?

It was then that everything turned
And the Earth itself turned to beauty
With you in my view
With you in my view

I was comatose then
When did time stop?
You were perfect then
At what time did we die?

That death so pure
That the world died with it
And the sky lost its glory
Your eyes escaped me

Do you remember?
When we shared a treasure
And said "Never let go"?
Don't you remember?

When has Utopia been so empty?
At what time did we lose everything?
When did I become so lonely?
I suppose it was at that time

When the house of mirrors crashed
And glass shattered around me
Into my eyes and arms
Keeping you out of my sight and grasp

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This poem was inspired by a night I rememeber. It was freezing outside and I was holding someone in my arms, outside of the building we were supposed to be in. And both of us clung to each other, wishing to go inside but never wanting to leave that moment. The sky was perfect, the cold wind made each others' warmth seem too good to be true. I was thinking about that night and wrote this, but I changed it a little and made it sound as if the girl is leaving him.