Its funny to me because
I tried to write
A poem about how much it hurt
And then there was nothing
I literally stared at a wall in silence while
You became the static between channels
A blank alien whistle coming from
the void
A picture of white flowers with white words on white paper
I hadn't realized how long it had been since it actually hurt
But I couldn't avoid the fact that you changed me
And how I have managed to be happy a few times without you
And that I just wrote a poem about how funny it is
that you killed me inside