Blank space

No hues can paint again
the blank canvas of this heart
a vacant, empty, forlorn space

how can I ever forget
those beautiful flowers;
your jeering parting gift to me

with a nonchalant twist
of your delicate wrist
you had bid adieu forever

your sharp, jabbing words
used with utmost dexterity
still cause my heart to bleed

I know now what it means
to have no one by my side
and a gnawing emptiness within.

Written for Sadje’s wdys.


41 thoughts on “Blank space

  1. Breaking up is hard to do. We all learn and hopefully move on to a better option!
    Especially if we were the ones who were ‘dumped’… first we must forgive ourselves and know that we were not at fault and then find a new canvas to splash bright colors on! πŸ™‚

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