Mirror pieces

He wrote as she left..

It's not that I see me only in the broken mirror pieces,

The only mirror I had in my cluttered room.

Holding reflections of our togetherness and confinement in each other;

How we fought, wept over the dreams shared;

And how as the sun set, you caressed and cared.

I am not alone in the shattered pieces at a closer look;

Our world was tore apart, dreams were rotten and you were off from the tangled emotional hook.

As it is broken I am in trance,

Mirror reflecting a less of you and more of me was broken,

I did for you dearest as a goodbye token.