Via painter-
I thought no one could set us apart
Fine strokes with the touch of art
You were my canvas and I was the brush
Painted with delicacy without a fuss
When a gentle breeze blew across,
knocked my board down
broke my heart and broke my soul.
My lovely painting left halfway all alone.
Colours once vibrant turned to dull and blue;
I promised to never ever love anyone again.
Heartlessly i threw everything u gave
Smearing face with memories we made. Days passed and months along
Far away from my dear paintings,
My heart longed for what was gone
Learned to calm myself , not to get fragmented;
Wished to go back the days i was
I collected my things and sat to paint
Bend down to pick up my palette,
When
I came across your beautiful face
I picked the canvas and admired the paint
And fell in love with you Again.
Nov 14, 2016
Nov 14, 2016 at 2:37 AM UTC
Via painter-
I thought no one could set us apart
Fine strokes with the touch of art
You were my canvas and I was the brush
Painted with delicacy without a fuss
When a gentle breeze blew across,
knocked my board down
broke my heart and broke my soul.
My lovely painting left halfway all alone.
Colours once vibrant turned to dull and blue;
I promised to never ever love anyone again.
Heartlessly i threw everything u gave
Smearing face with memories we made. Days passed and months along
Far away from my dear paintings,
My heart longed for what was gone
Learned to calm myself , not to get fragmented;
Wished to go back the days i was
I collected my things and sat to paint
Bend down to pick up my palette,
When
I came across your beautiful face
I picked the canvas and admired the paint
And fell in love with you Again.
