Silence shatters like a porcelain cup,

Secrets spilled and soaked into our souls,

Broken hearts bled, as tired eyes shed tears of sorrow.

It was a night like any other when it all began to stir up,

Though first had I believed the notion laughable and droll,

Silence shatters like a porcelain cup.

I laughed and forgot, thinking not to count the facts brought up,

Or rather…I was afraid. That in our perfect world the truth would take its toll,

Broken hearts bled as tired eyes shed tears of sorrow.

A question formed upon my lips, just one, soft enough,

You started and stopped, wild eyes dark like coal,

Silence shatters like a porcelain cup.

You turned away, silent, as if I’d never spoken up,

Your gaze averted, confirming a truth I could not extol,

Broken hearts bled as tired eyes shed tears of sorrow.

Words gathered upon my tongue, heavy, longing to erupt,

Yet I pause, with a sigh, ending our day, leaving only a lonely tomorrow.

Silence shatters like a porcelain cup,

Broken hearts bled, as tired eyes shed tears of sorrow.