last night
I accidentally shattered my mirror
so if I can only see you in this moment
right here when you hear me
and hold me just the same
if I can only speak and not hear the echo
and say the right things I am supposed to regret
if I can only hold pieces that have already shattered
and know they will survive
if I can only see reflections of myself
in places worth remembering
in places I am bound to
well maybe now I will stop looking in
and start looking out