I find that it hurts so much when you're gone I can only find solace in memories.
But while I relive that exhilarating moment I'm reminded again that you're gone.
It hasn't been long but every second feels like agony.
I can't find it in myself to enjoy the things I'd much rather be enjoying with you.
I find that since the moment I found you I've been able to see in colour again.
Even when the grey settled in it was still tinted blue.
Blue. That's what I am to you, blue.
And you were red and we made purple, a colour we both love so dearly.
And now as I sit in my blue tinted room I silently pray that I'll open my eyes and see purple.
Years pass and finally my eyes rest on beautiful red.
And lilac falls with the rain.
