White Canvas

Tell me how are you supposed to forget
the person Who runs like blood into your veins

He was the sun to my planetary body
Without him I am cold and dead

I smell of cigarettes and sadness
I feel as dejected and wretched like Bonnie would feel without Clyde

He kissed me and filled me with his affection and poison
He was capable of loving me, still he chose to be toxic

The night he left, I woke up broken
Now I search for him in every single person

He whispered “I love you” into my ear
What he meant was, “Stay, even when I leave you”

He was like a white canvas, I filled him with art
He crossed my mind and kept on walking, tearing me apart



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