Version Two.Point.Ow

It's like a sudden burst of colors 

in a completely immaculate cloth

Like a strong gust of wind 

trying to shake me from my root

in a second there was you again

an unexpected replay of what had been.

And I revel on those unspoiled thoughts

My mushy self that was

days when my motto was a screaming YOLO

I wasn't bouncing solo

Oh, yeah, I had you.

I wrote often then

With all those words flowing through me

And danced often even

I waltzed with your arms around me

I stepped on your foot and you didn't mind.

And I write less now

Sulking is what they termed it

I dance but only with booze in hand

I smile yet deep within I'm numb

You bid your surprise goodbye.

Couldn't care less, I cut my hair

Painted my nails black, some eyeliner

Given birth to a version two.point.ow

Taking it in blow by blow

Now I'm riding solo.

-Tups