It's over

With anticipation we waited, the warning rang out.
It was coming.
Sparks flew, the friction could be cut with a knife.
It came.
The sun rose, and the glistening was over whelming.
It lingered.
Like sparkling glass, and innocent as snow, it was beautiful.
It destroyed.
Underneath the splendor destruction was evident.
It retreated.
Slowly you left me, deeply you hurt me, you left your mess.
It left.
While watching the most beautiful creation melt away, i was in agony.
It's over.
I miss the gleam of it all. I miss your ever loving touch.
I saw it coming... But i didn't stop it...