Unpainted Canvas

Unpainted Canvas

He loved me first,
Loved me when I was whole-
No, I was whole long before I met him
and remain so.
Loved me when I was unbroken-
No, I have always been a little cracked,
and broke the year before he met me.
Loved me when I was untested.

Yes.

He loved a girl.
i think i loved a boy.-
I have become a woman.
I went into the woods
and learned who I was
in the moments it counts.
And I would choose a friend
over an intangible word.
against his words i think i would have lost

He loved an unpainted canvas
but that now carries colors
another holds dear.

Be banished,
regret.