Canvas Art Print | 11x14in

“I thought I had washed you away with my sins

I saw your temptations hiding between the histories we wrote

The bitter taste of Pinot Grigio, spinning like regret before bed,

I remember your provocation looming over me, begging me to take you back

But darling I cannot

We must have taken a wrong turn and got lost

in between the staircases of growth and apathy

I have seen us destroy opportunity for a chance at nostalgia

And even with the burning sensation of your finger tips as you pull me closer

I choose to shatter you

Today is the day we find out not all mirrors are a reflection of who we are,

but rather who we’ve been and who we no longer are”