The Glass Table

It started up with a small chip of mistake

We didn’t let it go

Until it tore our trust apart

Another chip on the end

That was caused by unwanted jealousy

Then triggered anger and hate

In time, the crack reached the middle of the table

In one wrong move, it fell

Thousands of small glass on the floor

Neither one of us wanted to pick the pieces

As we slowly walk away from each other

We bleed and cry