red.
the colour of your lips,
your kiss,
your touch.
the colour of your dress as
it shone in the moonlight.
the colour of the three words you whispered,
your fingers trailing along my skin.

orange.
the fire you ignited inside of my soul.
the feeling of your skin,
touching my own.
as the stars in the sky watched over us.

yellow.
the sun shining in our eyes,
as we danced in the flowers,
only they weren't half as beautiful
as you were.

green.
the colour of my mind,
as you kissed someone new.
the vines that grew between us,
hurting me every time i came close to you.

blue.
the endless days of crying,
the bruises you left
after each argument,
speckling my skin like the night sky.

purple.
the realisation that maybe,
it wasn't meant to be,
that all the broken promises,
arguments,
crying,
were for my own good.

black.
the colour of your tongue when you said
that you no longer loved me.
the colour of my once
colourful world,
crashing down on me