Like a skydiver whose

parachute failed to open

or an astronaut whose

rocket never made

it into space,

my dreams had been

painfully broken

and a tragic ending

was mine to embrace.

At that moment not one

single word was spoken

nor did any tears of despair

stream down my face.

I took with me only

rejection as a token

and for days stared

disconsolately at the

rose she refused to take.

We grew up dropping countless jars full of multicolored marbles and being humiliated by the world for being so foolishly careless. Later on in life we went on to do incredible things with bits and pieces of our shattered hearts once the universe united us – things which made me believe we were born to create astonishingly gorgeous mosaics. You and I became two clumsy yet happy lovers doing clumsy yet wondrous things whilst clumsily yet madly in love.