Before she met you
her world was a complete
black and white.

But you spoke in colors
in waves like spilled ink
and showed her the in between-
the gray of life.

She can't seem to wash you off
for you flaunted her that there were even more
that there are reds, oranges, and greens;
lighter and warmer colors.

Love, peace, happiness, and life.

But then you left her and
she learned even more
you taught her of
blues, yellows, and purples;
colder, gloomier, and darker colors.

Sadness, broken heart, and anxiety.

You have lost track of a girl
with sunflower-shaped dreams
and you left her having no idea
that you were her favorite color
yet she's grateful
of how much you taught her
about the colors of this world.

(j.a.t.m.)