Mosaic,
Is what I am.
Shattered glass laid in front of Her,
Formed into an image she couldn’t fathom while squinting at a glare she was unable to face.
A glare beaming as hot as thr sun melding each piece together as I was left broken on the concrete.
Here she is,
Blinded by the beauty she cannot unsee.
Blinded by the beauty she did not believe would be.
Finding warmth in light I’ve been shown to become the man she wanted to marry.
Sadly,
It’s too late now that I’m standing strong on my feet without Her…
The Glaring Mosaic – Day 357, Never Give Up On Your Dreamz
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