The one rain drop that streams down, among the thousand others on the window
The one tear that embraces the frown, among the thousand others that deny to flow
The flutters of your eyelids make mine go frail
I melt in the frigid strangeness to follow your trail
How can you sew your pieces as they were before
When all of mine, tending to yours, have shattered all the more?
Unrequited desires burn, with the thousand threads you have tied to my fingers
I get more destroyed in every turn, in search of your scent that still lingers
You caress with glass shards while the red steaks adorn my plead
In hopes of your one touch, I deny all creed
How can you be so glorious in your entirety
When there’s nothing of mine left in me?