The pink you had tainted my heart with
Refused to go back to red.
.
When you left
Its fissures turned blue.
.
I tried washing it away with tears, but it would do no good;
I can’t see love being any other colour,
Anything other than you.
.
How could I?
Pink compliments the colour of my soul;
We were radiant.
.
How could I?
Loving you felt like second nature;
You were home.
.
Maybe with time,
The paint will chip away
And I’ll realize you were never mine to love.
.
Maybe with time,
I can look into your eyes,
And my heart won’t skip a beat.
.
Maybe with time,
Love will be multicoloured
.
Maybe one day I’ll let you go,
Fully.
