The glass was half full since the beginning of its time.
Yet you lured me to be more just for a while.
Scarlet scars you drew in my grey clouds 
And I struggled and struggled to break the rusted chains
To be free.

Alas!
The glass was shattered
Into a million shards
And, yet, a broken masterpiece was born.

My heart shed tears of blood
Has become as brittle as that glass
Yet stronger than the sharpest shards
Healed enough to beat along.

So you watch me from where you are.
Watch me struggle
Watch me cry 
Watch me love and laugh
And live you right through me.