The Ripples of Water

What you see,
Through the ripples of water,
Change the image it is given.

The tree,
Frozen like tears of angles.

The branches,
Low, like the sun in the summer sky.

The wind,
Harsh, like Adolf Hitlers voice.

My face in the ripples of water,
Changed.
Like you have,
After she took your heart,
And changed it,
To the point of no return