heartbreak/growing up

Crimson ribbons

Part 1//the beginning 

"There's other fish in the sea"

Well yeah, of course there are

But those fish could never compare to my fish

My fish was beautiful 

Bright, Royals blues, and pure gold radiated from him

Pure... 

He was pure before the poison-filled crimson of my fins intertwined with his

What once were the most pure, beautiful scales

Are now excruciating to look at

His once beautiful fins are now soiled with a dark, crimson red

An ugly reminder of what I did to him

Part 2//the end

The royal blues are pure gold your fins once held

Were stained by the crimson of mine

Now, the once beautiful ribbons of your fins that once dragged me in

Feel more like a noose around my neck

What once was beautiful 

Is now a deadly weapon

The gold has faded, to reveal layers of razors

Begging to drag me in

I refuse to give in again.