It was like a slow motion replay
I knew the bullet was coming
I could see it in the distance and yet I did not move
I felt the words on your lips before they passed through them
I knew the answer to the question before I even asked it
and yet still I am shattered
Still this glass heart broke into tiny shards
When you think it can’t be more broken
Just when you think the light is coming
That is when you realize that the light was not the end
but merely the eye of this terrible storm
Hang on tight my dear,
this is going to be a big one.