You left me with a big mess of color in my black and white world.

And then you handed me a paintbrush, and told me to paint.

You left me there, with a brush and color, to smear on my world. 

The corner you started is left unchanged, waiting for you.

Waiting for you desperately.

I miss you.

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  • Amber
9 years ago

This is perfect.

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