I looked through the window and saw the lights flicker
like salt and pepper flakes across the Tokyo skyline.
I saw the amber glowing from the floor lamp in the corner,
warming the room with its thick embrace.
I saw the pink in my lips and the orange in my eyes
and the blush across my chest.
And I wondered how could I have not noticed
the ways in which you dulled my senses
and stole the color from the world right before my eyes.
Of all the wrongs you committed,
thе worst was keeping me from the beauty
in anything
that wasn’t
you.