They said, that water is colorless.
So if the tears were the water of the heart.
Then why was her own red...

Our love was like a library
Everything inside us was used
And outdated
We were constantly shutting
Each other up
And when we finally did talk
We discovered ourselves
Long checked out

i.
How her wavy hair caressed her
Flushed cheeks, the sound her beige boots made
On the floor as she ran into class right before the bell,
Her leather backpack slapping against her back.

ii.
Her flower skirt, black background
Against orange and yellow blossoms,
Blooming just as loud as the
Gorgeous smile on her face.

iii.
The way she bobbed along to the music
Flowing through her earbuds, and her voice,
Oh! The most breathtaking notes he’s ever heard;
Five Seconds of Summer performed from angel lips.

iv.
That he was utterly and irrevocably in love with
Her.