You take my hand above your fragile chest,

and there, you allowed it to steadily rest

"My heart's like a moon," you proclaim with certainty,

"It goes through all of its phases silently."

I search for the truth in your ocean blue eyes,

yet they remain stoic like hard, frozen ice

With its shattered pieces, a moon your heart's not,

Desolate and despondent, afraid of getting caught.

Your heart's a broken mirrorball hidden from sight,

its glow a mere refraction of natural light.

I don't need to dig deep to hear your heart crying,

to see the scars left unhealed by your cruel past

So please, don't tell me that your "moon" is shining,

at least show me the glint of light on its broken glass.

- J

(08•14•20)

A/N: This one is inspired from "Mirrorball" by Taylor Swift  :) 

(*Mirrorball = disco ball)