Chipped Paint

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The pink you had tainted my heart with

Refused to go back to red.

.

When you left

Its fissures turned blue.

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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.

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How could I?

Pink compliments the colour of my soul;

We were radiant.

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How could I?

Loving you felt like second nature;

You were home.

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Maybe with time,

The paint will chip away

And I’ll realize you were never mine to love.

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Maybe with time,

I can look into your eyes,

And my heart won’t skip a beat.

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Maybe with time,

Love will be multicoloured

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Maybe one day I’ll let you go,

Fully.