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.