Lines of colorless spaces
leaves the picture incomplete
Hues of my complexion are used
to masque the drabness
of desolate gray
U admire the beauty of
this masterpiece and
for a moment
find comfort
in its newness
forgetting
the portrait was
painted on a
canvas of
deeply
etched scars
The consolate
impression of
ur love for me
fades
into a reality
where I'm standing
in the shadow
of the one u
wish were standing
here instead