I built a sculpture of us

Perfect, in every way

But something seemed off about my face

So you chipped some away

I built a sculpture of us

Beautiful and eternal

But a piece of your chest was missing

So I glued a piece from my chests’ internal

I looked at the sculpture of us

Timeless and true

But why was I crying?

It couldn’t have been about you

I found the sculpture of us

It looked all wrong

But that was me, it had to be

After all, I was where I belong

I destroyed the sculpture of us

Broken and bruised

But while your figure remain intact

Mine lay shattered, abused

I cleaned up the sculpture of us

Hands bloodied from the shavings

But from the carnage came a vision

A woman, so beautiful, made from the pieces

Of the sculpture she was saving