I lay on my bed as i gaze at the sunset
Hinting a bit of twilight and hews of red
Even when I close my eyes I can see the shades
And I can feel the warmth of them
And when I look to the left a little
I can see the carnations as I have pick them
from the flower field and put them in a jar of water by the window
And each color has their own meaning
Dark red scarlets means love and affection
White means luck and purity
Light red means admiration
Yellow means disappointment and rejection
The stripe ones means I refuse you
And the pink ones means gratitude and how we will never forget someone
They happen to be one of my favourite flowers
As the pink with light pink ones are my favorites
As they always reminds me of someone
Someone who I deeply love
Someone who whenever I think of
My heart aches for them
Someone who was mine
Someone who I will never
No matter how much time passes
Even when everything changes
Forget
YOU ARE READING
Colors sunsets carnations
PoetryI can't really say if this is a story or not a story But it has some story line to them So I guess it kinda is I guess Maybe you did really hated bright colors I hated them too But whenever I'm with you I can't help it but to feel those bright color...
