Yellow

Yes, that's her without you.

And yes that's her smiling without you.

You never knew what her favorite color was

Or her favorite book

Yet you knew what she looked like naked in your bed.

You knew that she had a scar on her left inner thigh

And that her back had two dimples that she hated

But you didn't know her like he was getting to know her

And suddenly your stomach got tied into knots, and

Your heart was dropping heavily into your stomach because the thought of him getting to know her killed you.

But you only knew what she looked like naked, you didn't see how excited she got when she walked into a book store

Or how her favorite color was yellow.

So yes that's her, her smiling without you.

And yes that's your reflection as you're standing outside the coffee house looking at him getting to know the girl you ignored.

- Jae