He didn't like colors
He was always a dark soul,
Black stood as his lover
In the nights where he felt whole
Every word he has spoken was a weapon
To those who wanted to be his light
I became the sun he cannot reckon
The light who was willing to fight,
for his love and for his life
His world that was white and black,
Were now filled with colors I gave
His gloomy and somber world turned vivid
But I was wrong for thinking he could be saved
The man who grasped my hand let go
And now the colors in him flew away
It returned to where it rightfully belonged
To myself and the colorful day
It will always be unfathomable to me
That I failed to change his desolate world
But his heart remained a falling debris
A sight that turned into a blur
The color in me lost its spark once he left
He had left me in tears which he intended
A victim of his darkness put into a test
Trapped in our memories that has faded
Monochrome colors didn't match with me
Maybe his soul ignited with mine but I was as deep as the sea
But I will keep these colors in me
To be reminded that not all things are meant to be
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Love And Danger
PoetryIt looked like he meant it when he said those three words to me, but I realized that his eyes were not as deep as the sea. #115 in Poetry
