I Wish He Would've Said

“Paint me like one of your french boys.”, he said.
I told him I didn’t paint.

I would love to paint, the problem is I feel as though color just ruins my art.
I told him this.
I wish he would’ve said, “Oh darling if you won’t paint me,
Then I can paint you, I know so many colors that you would look stunning in.”

But he didn’t say this he just told me he didn’t paint either
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