we could’ve been a masterpiece.

you said we used to be brilliant

we used to shine like the sun

we used to paint the town

with the rhythm of our love

but the only color we know now

is the color of deceit

we draw lines across the city,

words etched like hexes

from north to south

you stay on your side,

and i’ll stay on mine

isn’t that right?

we used to be shades of wonder,

of magic, of madness, of mystique

now, we are white lies

etched into a black heart summer,

silence caged in gray

(once upon a time,

we could’ve been the most amazing art)

– ashley jane