I wish I could take back that moment
when I gave you my broken halo,
never knowing that you would toss it in the trash.
I had always thought after the rain,
a rainbow would smile and brighten up the sky.
But as the door closed behind you,
my whole sky turned grey
and my heart detached from emotion.
Now I don't ever want to fall in love,
but that would involve a beating heart,
since mine must be dead and gone,
