If Only We Were In Black And White Poem by Anna Greco

Trust is golden.
Just like words that you spoke;
Stabbed me in the back.
Tears filled my eyes.
As the cool knife pierced my skin.

Love is crimson.
Just like the blood that you made me shed.
Poured out my cuts;
A wince appeared,
Strike one; twist the knife.

Betrayal is emerald.
Just like the grass that we walked on.
Swayed in the wind.
A reminder of how it used to be.
Strike two; Care to give another twist?

Loyalty is orange.
Just like the fire we surrounded.
Burnt our sorrows away.
A day of happiness.
Strike three; A little more.

Caring is turquoise.
Just like the passion you first gave me.
Faded away so fast.
Will it ever be the same?
Yank out the knife.

Our relationship is the rainbow.
Just like the one’s in the sky.
Drifting farther away.
Look at all the colors.
The rainbow doesn’t look that beautiful anymore now, does it?