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