Colors

I remember you in colors.

Flashes, Strokes, Lines

Deep colors for a deep soul such

As yours.

I still see your vibrant green eyes

That I used to stare into for hours

At a time. And I still feel your bright

Pink lips on my cheek telling me

"You're my favorite"

Yellow. That's my favorite. It's

Also the color of the roses you

Promised to plant in the yard for me

You probably don't remember how we met. It was so sudden and unusual

That to hear it repeated back to you

It would make you wonder what

Were we thinking? That's okay.

I can still remember when I first

Saw you though. You were wearing

A blue shirt that I loved so much.

It made you stand out amongst

The crowd. I often asked about that

Shirt. If I could borrow it, to lie

Around in. You never let me. Maybe

You would've, but I never got the

Chance to find out for myself.

You were something special. You were in love with people; the world

Around you. You loved nature and

You loved letting your opinions be

Heard. You were in love with all of

This, but you were also in love with

The idea of being free. To do your

Thing, your way.

I remember our last night together

How we fought. Like white lightning

Flashing against a dark sky. I remember begging you to stay, for

Just one more chance. How my knees hit that floor. And my brown eyes

Turned red and burned with tears.

I held on, until I turned purple from

Not being able to breathe through

The pain. I begged, pleaded and

Promised. And I meant it all too.

I wasn't just throwing out words

In desperation. But it was too

Late. You had made up your mind

And you became cold and hard

Like a slab of grey marble. And

You walked away. I never heard

From you again.

I remember you in colors. I don't see anything anymore, besides black and white snapshots of a life I don't remember living.

But I remember you in colors.