Numbers Game

Watch Out!
That glass is broken.
A million crystal pieces,
Resembling a trillion shattered promises.

It was the way he lied,
The main cause for the love that died.
It was the way she always complained,
That left his hurt uncontained.

How could he not see,
The river that flew in her eyes?
How could she not feel,
His essence turning to ice?

From picture perfect moments,
To a slightly bitter masquerade.
A never ending pain,
And a two-way fingerpointing that's faint.

Leave the house and the babies to the lady.
Give the little that's left to the daddy.
From decades and decades of "We",
To a second's judgement to set them free.