Colour

you don't know what you did
when you left.
you took a part of me
with you.
the part that would respond.
the part you made...
wild.

now that part is gone
with you.
who i was is all that's left.
the old me.
that's it.
i don't want my old self back
if i can't have you...
you.

the colour in my life
is gone.
the brilliant reds and yellows--
vibrant blues and purples.
only black and grey left.
i'd settle for white
but you stained that pure colour
with the brilliant ones.