Red

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My favorite colour is red

So was hers

She said she hated red at first I said I did too

But not untill it became the colour I see every night

She said she liked red on me as of it was my colour or something

I smiled and throught maybe she will love me more at night covered in red

She looked at me as if I really was something more then just a colour or a taste

She said she loved my scars only if she knew she was the one who caused them

Will she still love me?

I cut myself day and night cause of you

If only you noticed really

You took everything from me but I never complained I smiled and gave it to you anyway even if it hurts

We laughed, scream and danced together but

Was I the only one left crying?

I missed you on days I wasn't myself anymore but you missed me only if when you are bored

I thought this was love and you were misunderstood but no it was never you it was me all along

You hated me in front of your friends but suddenly loved me when we were alone

You saw my scars but never asked me why but instead you gave me more

I took them without hesitation and thought this was love

But I guess it wasn't

She was misunderstood but I was injured and later killed by you.

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