What if its colours were veins?
Red for where she hurt him most-
His heart.
Orange for when the fight begun-
Mind versus heart.
Yellow for when he was nothing but-
A coward.
Green for the fruits of nurtured hopes that never came-
A relationship.
Blue for when he almost gave up-
Suffocating.
Indigo for when he was pushed to edge-
Cold with anger.
Violet for his shrinking self-
Courtesy of her lies.
What if the rainbow was I?
The way you used the color to
The way you used the color to represent the feelings was great!
The soul would have no rainbow if the eyes shed no tears!
(Btw, that isn't mine... it's a native american proverb)
....
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you very much.
Thank you very much.