you were red
and you liked me because i was blue
but you touched me, and suddenly i was a lilac sky;
but then you decided purple
just wasn't for you...
Let's go back.
Back when everything was light.
Everything was worth smiling about.
Back when everything was light blue and soft pink and a whirlwind of colors that messed up your life and changed it forever and you didn't care what happened after that because you knew after that moment nothing could ever be the same, no matter how hard you tried.
However, now things are different.
Now, everything is gray. My mind is a mix of black and white, and blur of blindness, my insides feel like a scratchy television screen.
How do you live in such color, with such optimism and brightness, while I sit in this gray abyss drowning in the fog? Nothing is clear anymore; I don't know if I am over you, or if I ever was.
My love for you was the most perfect pink, the brightest blue, a lovely lavender, all the colors of life and of first love; but those feelings went up in the smoke of the dying fire that was our love.
Momentarily, i caught a glimpse of the pastels feelings once again, for another: but as I got closer, I realized they were only neon lights advertising a thing that certainly was not love.
The abyss of grey overcomes me now, and the I am stuck in it, the mix of black and white. And as I suffocate slowly in the fog of absentmindedness, my only thought is of you.
You were a sunrise, a new morning, a breath of fresh air in the new dawn light, bringing with you all the pastels and the most beautiful colors on earth, full of happiness and life.
But now the last sun has set, the pastels are gone, all the color has been drained, never to return again; it is night, and I am gone.
