He catches her eye, the silvery blue she once admired from afar, but says nothing.
The pink lips that once could complete her thoughts speak no more.
Runs a hand through the perfectly messed hair she once dreamed of running a hand through.
Though like a mirror, dreams are easily broken, shattered like thin glass.
The crash was loud enough for everyone around her to hear.
Every couple she sees, reflected in those silver shards; His eyes.