Dear "J"

Ah, some words seem meaningless without you
A picture conjured without paint.
My hand is forced to free the tool I love
When I am consumed by hate.

When the ink runs smoothly
Our love is embraced and we are so close
I could never let you out of my sight
I’ would keep you forever and write my song.

Clearly I am corrupted by thought of pain
The disembodied feelings of loss I restrain
Carefully erasing tears on my face
I have hidden it so well but it’s too late.

For you see my words on paper
And you begin to understand
That my inner thought is reflected
On to letters formed on the page without any sound.

I am hopeless without your judgement
When you are close my heart can speak
In a thousand pictures and words
I am so complete.

Splashing colours I cry
A Thousand words for a lie
I create the perfect ending
This is my story I write.