colorless ◇ luke hemmings ◇ book one

pink

pink, my favorite color, was laced with memories of roses.

 

do you remember them?

 

you brought them to me on the night you asked me to be your girlfriend.

 

and the night that we had gone on our first date.

 

and our one year anniversary.

 

and the two following.

 

the pink roses had always been your truest form of showing your love, and we both knew it.

 

so, today, i drew a single rose petal.

 

curving the lines, the pain from the memories ran through my head.

 

i could feel myself slowly cracking.

 

slowly breaking.

 

i drew the rose petal in all pink.

 

love,

kass.