With the ease of a gel ink pen
I wrote about you.
Leaking fluid in-between letters.
Smearing
The pastel purple
As my left hand moved.
Sometimes
the indent of the sliver bit
Touching paper
Bled dry
Forming words
Like a ghost
With a transparent shadow.
As I finished writing
I stare at
The complete mess
I thought
How
It mimics
our relationship.