when you come home from work, it's the color of the kitchen when the Sunlight hits the vase.
when you hold Hands it's her eyes sparkling at you when you're turned away.
when you kiss, it's the color of your Echoing pulse with hers.
when you're in the bathroom, it's the color of your patterned skin against the Whitewash tile.
when you scream at her and tears land On the floor, it's the color of her gasps.
when you tell her you're leaving, it's the Regretful glint of her birthstone hanging on her neck.
when she's crying in her Empty room with the lights off it's the color spattered on her nails.
when you miss her, it's the old Picture and scarf she made for you sitting in a dusty box.
when you run back and apologize it is the Unforgiving color of her dress as she gets in the car with him.
when you see her wear the color of Royalty, you should have treated her like it.
when you're backing away it's the Pounding realization that she has moved on.
when she breathes her Last breath, it's the Eclipsing color her lips fade to.
it is the color you see when it's 2 am and she's never coming back.
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Craving Love
Poetry→ it's been occurring to me, that you can't burn the devil. ← ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *Please don't take any of my work. All poems belong to me, unless stated otherwise. :)*
