Broken Vase
Broken Vase
The flea market
Vibrant and full of trinkets
Meandering and browsing
Dreaming and wandering
Wishing I was with my man
There it was all alone in a stall
A vase with love imprinted on the side
So pretty, I could not resist
So content with my purchase
Off I went with my sunshine smile
I set the vase on my dining table
Beside the unopened mail
As I reached for a letter
The vase tumbled and shattered
All over the floor
Love was broken, existing no more
I opened the letter
With no return address
Dear Aurore, I am so sorry
I have found someone else
I left the key under the mat
The letter fell to the floor
And that was that
Shattered glass and love exists no more
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