You painted me by numbers
But you left out the red
Guess it would remind you
Of how my heart bled
You painted me all blue
And I painted you black
Beat up and broken
Because it’s color you lack
You painted her all pink
Because you think she’s the one
She looks like an angel
But she left you lonesome
But you’re too blind to see
How she’s painting others
With all of the colors
That she took from you
And you took from me
And the crayons are broken
And she didn’t paint by what the numbers said
Because it would remind her
Of how your heart bled
-K.L.