Chapter 1
Our love was red
She said it was blue
I said we could work
She said it was lost like the love we shared
I couldn’t breathe,
My mind couldn’t think
After awhile, I crumbled the red rose in the palm of my hand,
The pain in my heart, my mind, my soul, still sticks like the blood dripping off my hand,
And onto the black pavement of the world I now live in without her.
I said our love was blue,
Like the constant tears running down her face when I continued to break her heart.
I didn’t mean to
I just couldn’t love myself enough to love her,
To give her what she deserved.
I had to let her go,
And let her breathe, to live, to think, to be happy.
Something I didn’t let her do, to relish in,
Something I wished, wanted, her to be.
~CB
