Find myself staring at my painting
my soul has long left me ago
mixing my colors together
out of true boredom of time
nothing was coming to my mind
i swear this was just artist block
beauty was on my mind
but my creativity was taking it's dear time
time was ticking away
i was still at square one
wondering what to paint this time
at my most hopeless moment in life
she decided to pay me a dear visit
walking in on me
playing around with my messy hair
one single peak at my art work
she already saw true beauty
clapping her hands with excitement
she swore to me that she never seen such work
the confusion on my head was growing
how could a single white painting be a master piece?
she can only smile at me
telling me that i have already finished my color master piece
her words brought me to my knees
i swore that i would draw something pretty
but found myself empty
her words left me on a awkward note
the moment she kissed me on my cheek
and left me
i realized the art that she saw in front of me
with the brush in my hand
i drew out my heart
the memories
the happiness
the dreams
before i knew it
i was done with my painting
my color beauty that i set out to paint
a smile on my face
i ran out the room with my heart content
chasing after the girl that made me dream of this
my colorful beauty i had finally found in life
