二人のキンツギ

The day it was shattered
tears bled out of our eyes.

You said
It cannot be repaired.
But I still want to
try

the shards are sharp.
And they cut
deeper
than your cold shoulders.

still little by little
I pieced in plight.
But texts and letters aren’t
the best
adhesives. It stay
broken as ever.

So tell me
when you’re ready
to let go of you piece.
For long shall I
labour
for that piece 
named forgiveness.