It doesn’t really matter

A little inconvenient

This time for separation.

It is untimely. When things

Become beautiful.

You leave me. When

Emotions start to be

Whole again. You shatter.

Glass so fragile. Broken

To pieces before my feet.

But I don’t really mind.

I don’t mind. I am also

Ready to go. I have

Prepared my wings

For the strong winds.

So I don’t mind if

You too fly away.

The best way is that

Nothing is left.

Things shatter themselves

To pieces. We shall not

Be brave enough to see.