• lily_love 5w

    You were perfect and i was broken,
    But the strings of destiny held us, and you waved me adding colours of love,
    With the brush of hope.

    How blind i was and wished to see the black and white world or wasn't exposed to the grey truth.

    But you still painted the red colour on my lips with yours,
    A faint white to dye my body,
    To my hair a nighty black,
    And drew the circles of my pink cheeks with a touch of your tanned silky hand.

    Dancing in the night sky with pink happiness,
    And purple beauty mixed in one face, eternity resides.

    Orange memories that divided in my mind, found a brown wooden home i never had.

    You painted the flowers with different colours,
    Which were untrue and lies.

    Like a dream of the white peace and wake up in the dark war you flew melting the stones in my chest.

    And now dark is the colour left, light is no where to be seen,
    But i still hold your brush of hope caressingly near my heart preserved in a shiny golden box even after you disappeared in the hues of memories.
    I would handle it to you,
    When you return to our blue home.

    #colour

    @fairytales_ @thetwirlingpages_ @7 sorry lovely people, i took soo long for this lame thing -.-
    I swear i was busy today.

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    But i still hold your brush of hope caressingly near my heart preserved in a shiny golden box even after you disappeared in the hues of memories.

    I would handle it to you,
    When you return to our blue home.

    -lilylove