via Daily Prompt: Simple

I use to think I knew simple

Eat, pray, smile—simple

Watch the birds fly between blankets of clouds—simple

Stand still as rain washed me—simple.

But that was until, I met a man

A man who changed my world;

Colored my ground in the brightest of yellows

Fed a heart love that only pumped pain

Revived my soul with the kiss of life,

Cycle through cycle, he remained.

Until I, became a snag and he resigned.

Back to black, all things came;

When pain was felt, in a less simple way.

We perfect the path of lose to lost

Get found and gain,

Only to lose and lose in life again.

I thought I knew, simple

But there was nothing quite simple

In the pain he gave.