The Hating Love of the Duke Blue

Your  cold blue eyes hit  the  ground, ashamed. I  asked  you again, in  disbelief of what  i've  heard. Again,  same answer. One more time  I  ask, giving  you one  more  chance to change your  answer,  your mind. Same  answer.
Yes.
no. no. NO.
My  world  shatters,  pieces  falling, smashing into  the  ground  around me. I  don't  bother  to  try  and pick  up  the  pieces this  time. Fuck  trying  to  put  them  back  together. Let 'em fall.
I'm  sitting  in  a corner of my imagination, gun in my hand. It's  almost been  a  year. And the same damn word that destroyed  my  everything is the  one I used to let you  back  in it. My  world is still broken, I left the shards and chunks  there in front  of your  house  that tragic night, you  must've forgotten them due to what was waiting  for you  in the room  where  it used  to  be  me  you  wanted  waiting. So  much happened  in that  room. I wonder what happened  when  I  wasn't there.  After  you  let  me  walk  away. I  mentally pull the  cold metal trigger. My  brain  is  blown from  the  inside out.
I  open  my floodgate eyelids.  Nothing  falls from those hollow  grey eyes of  mine.