Shattered. Shattered like the chandelier
Now crumbled on our floor.
What once lit our worlds
Now disintegrates into the dust of time.

Refracting. Refracting , our love had no end
To the facets it embodied.
All broken and torn is our chandelier,
No longer reflecting the sparks we saw.

Threads. Threads I tried to mend as we slowly unraveled.
For what we had was cut by your silence.

Fault. Whose fault it was we know not of,
But our spirits no longer fly like doves.
Until the day that you return,
My fame for you will forever burn.