Pallete
Being so love-struck, I walked with you
Into our new home
Days and years went by so fast
But why do I feel so alone?
First came the ridicule
In front of your friends
Then came a game
I never wanted to play
A game of colors
To my dismay
One day I was purple
Another I was blue
My friends always wondered
Why I had these hues
I stood in the bathroom
And thought to myself
"Was this really love?"
So I grabbed my phone on the shelf
In my confusion
I reached out for help
She looked at me
Like I was something fragile
And softly whispered,
"Love is not hurtful,
Now this problem is substantial
You need to part with you partner
As soon as you can"
With fear rushing through me,
I went back to you
And I told you
That we were through
You begged me
Saying you did no wrong
With tears, I apologized
And ran along
Now I know
What love truly is
Love is caring
And respecting each other
Sticking together
Through thick and thin
Holding someone dear
Not leaving a color pallete on the skin