dark red.

 the red thread of our love

was getting thinner day by day

I kept looking at it

tried my best to keep it together 

I pulled it on my and your side

all alone fighting 

held onto it, bringing them closer

It started to sting me

blood oozing out from my fingers 

The thread turned dark red

with my blood

You hated that shade

Your face filled with disgust 

I let it go with an apology

saw you walking away 

as if nothing mattered 

I stood there with my dark red fingers 

painting my face and body

with the same colour you hated so much.

Thank you for reading.