A sea of

Scalet red.

A sky of blue

And purple.

And an untouched,

heart of

light yellow.

She wears eyes of

Light purple.

Although, it is

A gentle shade of light green,

When she looks at him.

Underwater,

There’s a dash of pink

Hidden in

Scarlet red.

As first meeting are made.

A bridge is forming,

Of lush green.

Green dripping

Into the sea below

As,

Yellow spreads

And,

Scarlet fades...

As he takes her hand

in his.

An untouched

heart of

Light yellow

Pulses,

As it brightens

Adding,

Red

Along the way,

Thumping...

A shade of orange.

As whispering of compliments

breath into her ear.

The sky darkens,

With a dash of richness

As it becomes,

Indigo and Violet.

But with,

A dot of black.

As life goes on,

without him.

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(Love that brings change to the colours of her word. Loves that teaches. Love that reshapes her mind. Love that come by... Once a century but lasts for a lifetime.)

(A story of how the moon ultimately ’betrays’ the sun to dance with the stars. Or was it the sun, who betrayed the moon? And how the stars came to dance with the moon in comfort.)

Breathe in his fire,

Let it spread it

Like spider webs

Across your lungs.

And let it,

Make you,

Cough

Out

The

Pitch black darkness

That holds you a,

prisoner.

And spill into, the sky surrounding you

As you aglow,

A Silver White and Grey.

It’s warm

And unlike

Any fire,

A burning,

Hope

That feels like,

Pink and Yellow.

Glowing,

A light orange of

Peach.

Wolves howl,

Singing to the

Reflecting

Light of

Midnight blue

Of yours,

As you

Respond

To his fire.

“An eternity,”

You reply,

Speaking with,

Confidence.

Beaming with

Happiness,

He gifts

You winter.

You love it.

A gentle

Voice as

It hums in

An expressive

Croon.

Cold yet,

Holds

A Comfort

You can’t

Explain.

It is your season.

Like how,

Summer is

His.

Your favourite

Time of any

Lifetime

Is the,

Total Solar Eclipse.

A meeting arranged by

his brothers and his sisters--

The stars.

A physical

Closeness,

between

You and him.

As Red-Orange,

Fills you.

A few minutes

Of bursts, of

passion red.

And the gravely

Goodbye that follows...

Before your next

Meeting with him.

The Partial Solar Eclipse,

Follows.

It’s a surprise.

A pleasant surprise.

A hug,

By him.

Arms wrapping

Around you partially

As he emits lights,

A protective hue

Of Ultraviolet rays.

Announcing,

To the Universe,

You are,

his.

As he is,

yours.

Daring,

For them

To challenge

Him.

Your wedding

Happens during the,

Annual Solar Eclipse.

A full ring looping around you.

Then,

the

Lunar

Eclipse

happens...

and,

everything,

Falls...

His

fire

breathes

into

you.

There is no warmth.

There is no affection.

Only,

a

reflection

of fake, in

the Irises.

Winter follows,

Writhing uncomfortable in the hearts,

White everywhere...

Without a speck of colour.

Without a touch of

Him,

As the snow falls.

As cold increases, in

Alarming rates.

From then on,

Winter became

A harsh

Reality.

Just as summer

and daytime

belongs only

to the

Sun.

Bursting with

Quantaities of

Bright Yellow.

Winter

And nighttime

belongs to

The moon and the stars,

as they dance.

As stars emit

A ball of

Blue flames

From far lengths,

Yet, still

Luminating

The night sky

In Midnight

Blue.

However,

Forever..

Will

Winter

Exist.

What were you expecting?

A warm bed?

A house, that

Didn’t burn?

Or....

was it

Me?

Laughable.

Did you forget?

(I haven’t.)

Did you really think

Sad lyrics

And mournful

Music

Could

Drag

Me

Back?

No.

It is not that easy.

(It’s the only way I knew.

I’m sorry

If I hurt you.)

You can’t paint

“Sorry,”

In pretty colours

And expect me,

To be

Rushing back.

Did you know...

I still have

Nightmares?

(No...)

Tell me

If I paint white

Over them,

Would that

Make

My

Pain

Any

Easier?

No.

It won’t.

(I know.

I know.

So much,

It hurts.)

White lies,

Won’t work.

(...I know.)

The constant

“It’s okay,”

You said

As you

Dismissed

My pain

As

‘Not real’

Because

You were in denial.

Because

You were swimming

In self pity.

Doesn’t mean

That

I wasn’t hurting

I wasn’t dying....

(I’m still under water

This time, as I

Swallow the words

I stabbed you

With.

I’m sorry,

My heart screams.)

Saying people

Having worst of

Then me,

Doesn’t make

A reason for

Me not to

Be sad.

It’s like

Saying

Just because

People are

Better off than me,

I can’t be happy.

But of course

I listened to

You.

(I try hard

To not listen to

Me... either.)

Can you imagine

What shackles

You bound me in?

And still

I have marks

Around my wrists

And ankles?

(God.. anything but,

That.)

They won’t

Ever,

Disappear.

Fade..?

Yes.

Re-written..?

No.

I am that

Weak-hearted.

(Fade..? Yes.

Re-written..? No.

Because I’m that guilt

Wrecked.)

I am that

Weak-hearted.

That I won’t

Wish pain.

Because I know

It’s a hell

That you can’t

Survive.

(That why..

I loved you.

I know.)

Instead,

I will leave

You alone.

Watch.

Watch.

How your

Love

Did this

To me.

As love

Pains...

Just because you,

‘Know’

Doesn’t mean it

Hurts any less.

(...I know)

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Love that stood tall, is now reduced to shattered glass. Both who were once in love, however now... They feed off an illusion. A dream.

As love pains... because it meant so much.