Colors

amorous;; a person who is in love

or who writes about love...

#commentsoverlikes

❝I think you were always meant

to know me a little better than

anyone else.

                       —lang leav.

             Lord help me, for I think I might've

             fallen for you twice...!

       red, blue, grey, lilac— the colors resembling  

        my emotions since I've got no words left to

        express them. I'm chasing trains only to be  

        left behind at the station.

        I used to wonder about artists and their

        muse. And how the poets strung words like

        pearls to honor their amorist.

        Until i met you.

               Red

You found me walking by myself in the pale moonlight, and I waited for you in the sea of stars

I vaguely the time when we made our bucket lists, sipping chai tea lattes in your warm, comfortable bed made of the fluffiest mattress. Dreaming of the loved up, sun drenched mornings. It's weird how the time has gone by, yet it feels like only yesterday.

I can still feel your lips melting across mine. It's always been this way, an unspoken arrangement at the first sign of traffic lights.

I miss that version of you. Dazed and without inhibition. A lover who'd once burn through fire just to show his devotion. The one who drove for hours straight just to see me.

              Blue

Setting sun makes the sky grow cold, the clouds turn blue and heavy.

On the brink of free falling, you stand there, becoming the kaleidoscope of my suffering.

You infiltrated my psyche like a thunderstorm! Fortuitous. Unpredictable. Turbulent. Labyrinthine. Replanting every wayward seed of desire that cannot be succumbed.

I see it all in my head when your memory sneaks up on me. The intense gaze, unexpected back hugs, stolen kisses and inside jokes. Making out under the dim lights, slow dancing at one a.m in our pyjamas. I really yearn for the part of you that refused to give up on me.

I want to line the walls of my room with our polaroid shots

black and white, hand in hand,

hugging tight or standing close,

your fingers playing with my hair,

my arms wrapped around your waist

And our goodbye kisses blurred

I'd hate to go on without you,

As though we're strangers colliding in the cosmos only to be ripped apart once our souls have intertwined.

Hopelessly, I wonder if there's a way to slip into your skin somehow

              Grey

My heart bleeds on rum soaked nights

I only want to let out a confession

but I'm not yet prepared

to be devastated by you.

With promises like empty glass castles

that shatter at the first sign of inconvenience

Like smoldering embers turning

into ash without burning.

Colors and scents aren't tricky sensations anymore

for now I attach them both to your memory

like a bittersweet reminder of the past

I see you in reds and blues, and I smell you in the rainy wind. I look for you everywhere I go and I run into you in every fever dream.

              Lilac

Everything carried on, creating this vast space of ocean between you and I. But nothing truly ended. Months and years later, we're still the same. On the precipice of a collision of cosmic proportions.

Our fates, they align again for the very first time.

Wherein the resplendent sound of a tender heartbeat echo louder than any love song ever had.

But if i choose to move on, will you burn for me?

Or will you watch?