Inside the Gallery

4 years, 6 months and 14 days left.

I came by  to see your exhibit,

I was there watching and alone.

I can see your brush strokes in joyful thoughts.

And I can tell you've been doing good lately. 

I've known you for so long but haven't seen 

such freedom in your work.
 How time flies so fast that I can see my hands with yours as if I was painting with you, 

mixing colors together for a very amusing masterpieces. 

Oh, dear you didn't know how happy I am
 as I see traces of us in every fine detail of your creations.

Not until I see this heartbreaking canvas

the figures of you and him. 

the gestures he made, as you embraced him with care.

Have you ever thought that I also wanted to be like him?

Not once that I've seen images of us in your very own paintings.

Not even once you proudly say that I was your man.

...

I guess I'm no longer am.

should have thought about it, when I was your man.

(walks away)