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, the worst was keeping me from the beauty in anything that wasn’t you.
