The HourGlass

by Alanna   Jul 12, 2006


I once held the hourglass in my palm
Gazing at the falling sand
And watching our friendship bloom.
I was with you through your troubles
And for that I became your Angel.
Always in your heart and mind
I was with you, Dear.

There were nights where the grains
Became tears falling from my eyes,
Soaking into the fabric of my pillow.
I wept for your sorrows and losses,
I sobbed with your loneliness and grief,
Wishing I could've taken it all away.

I watched the granules slip away,
As we grew closer and closer.
Flirting became more common.
Our voices took different tones.
Your gaze was deepening,
A new feeling was taking over.
One I didn't recognize till it was too late.

I dropped the hourglass
The night you confessed your love.
I watched it fall to the floor
I saw the wood split, the glass shatter
And the grains scatter.
I tried to pick up the pieces,
Glue them back together,
But blood ran from my fingers,
Glass cut through me,
The grains were tainted red.

I never could put it back together.
Nor could we, the feelings were broken.
None were mutual at the right times.
We both moved on and now it's far too late.
My tears and blood mixed with the grains,
Pieces of glass were missing,
And the wood became stakes,
That forever pierce my heart.

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