Words of the Broken and the Lover

Dye

Written on: September 15, 2016

Have I brought colors to your world for you not see it?
Once In a blue moon I let you see and touch the monochrome
     but not once I drowned you in its bitterness.
Pardon me for wavering in my own colors even with self-composure
     I tend to get lost.

It is more than a rainbow of what we have both seen
    and in each other's presence we both grin with happiness.
It wasn't once when the colors came into its brightest
    but now it's fading away and turning into grey.

Even with the solid colors I made came into trickery
    it might have gotten to me but never had I let it eat me.
How come you have vented anger upon me
    when I was aiming for a new color for the both of us.

How come you have crave to stay in the same color?
Have you not once acknowledge the colors I have crafted for you?
To come up with ill-words that you almost wanted to throw me in blue?
Have you not once thought of where I went?

I wanted to go on my own and learn more
I wanted to make a color that you would adore.
My heart is worn out, swollen and sore and needed to heal.
As for that matter I couldn't pour my own dull colors on you.

You are scarred and broken than I
      and your worn out color I wouldn't dye.
For it would make your heart gravely ill and taint not only your smile
     but your thoughts.

It is an apology to make for taking all the colors I have painted in you
    but it was indeed a promise that I would go back.
Going home with pride that you could be proud of
     yet all I have ever done is a failure.

There was not a day when you are not on my mind.
I have love you from the bottom of my heart
    to the point that I have broken the old colors that I have made.
And created a new one for your happiness.

Even though I knew that hate and bitterness would come
I still hoped that you would trust me with my decision.
But whatever you decide is fine with me
    all I wish is that you find happiness along your journey.