Grey

When we first met, I thought you were the most beautiful shade of grey I had ever seen.
I mean, you were the perfect proportion of black to white

Of day to night
Of blind to sight
Of wrong to right

And I just wanted to be a single pixelation in your makeup
But little did I know how easily thrown off you would be
Before you threw off me
And made your grey retreat.

See I see you in color and you saw me as imperfect.
A reflex I had thought to help you grow out of
But despite my best efforts, the fight ended with me hurt
And you moving on

And now your grey is covered in shades of delicate pastels and hues
that turn me green cuz i was supposed to be that person
and you are trying to develop another me
And it hurts in a way that I never expected it to

She isn't supposed to have the same thing as me cuz
we transcend mere conversation
You are part of me as I am in you
And none of the parts I own want her anywhere near them

You can live, love, laugh with anyone
But don't go selling my pieces too
Cuz I need you to need only me for certain things
I need others to fall short every damn time

Cuz no one can else can see you in all that matter
besides me