The Color of a Broken Promise

It's the color of fire

as it dances in the wind, alone.

It's the hue of her lips

as she leaves a trail on his neck,

like a sentence that will never be finished.

It's the color that rushes to your fingertips

when you grasp for her heart one last time.

It is the color that abandoned you when she left.

When you stopped breathing.

When you gave up.

It is furious, vigorous, vibrant, and fierce.

And it is the last color you will ever see again.