Mandala

There’s always love after
And we swear it’s the end
Since you left me
And turned me into a mosaic

Rebuilding
The Mandala
Grain by grain
A ritual to forget you
In the end, I break it all apart with my hands

I haven’t talked to God in ages
But if I know how to ask, everything comes!
My path got tangled up with yours
You’re a ten and I’m a good one

I decided to live just for you
And the Mandala, in my eyes, was remade
Only love can fix
This back-and-forth for good