If you fall in love with a writer
Be prepared for heartbreak.
Those writers, they are hopeless romantic.
They love, not just with heart
But body, and soul; They love
With their words, and all things old.
And yet, they do not know often
How to use those words, unless through a pen.
Their silence will hurt you
Not once, but over and over again.

If you fall in love with a writer
There is no happily ever after.
They'll push and pull away from you
Those writers, they'll run and hide.
Then write about you, for you, only you
And arise; But it's a vicious cycle
And you cannot get by.
For some writers do not know happy,
For others, ever after is a myth.
They know their hearts, but not their minds,
I apologize but it is the bitter truth.

If you fall in love with a writer
Be ready to live forever.
You become their only words
And their words become only you.
Pages after pages of them inked
Maybe, a spoken few.
Whether you will it or not
You're their only truth, all else is a lie.
Because as the saying goes -
*"If a writer falls in love with you,
You can never die."

Magenta:* like the dress
I wore on our very first date.
Hem, fluttering behind
The awe on your face, in your eyes,
Found something, I wouldn't now find.

Lavender: like the smell
You said intoxicated you.
Face buried deep in my neck
Eyes close, my hair tangled around,
At your fingers' call and beck.

Periwinkle: like the blue of your eyes
Shining like stars in dark.
Bright guides leading the way
Blinded, I followed till the end,
Now lost, even during the day.

Lilac: a single flower
"Because you're the only one"
Crowd isn't needed anymore.
My search ended on you,
Trying hard to be your one, two, three, four...

Amethyst: my birthstone I said
In between your laughter.
Waving it off as "all the *******"
We can't in stones, or lives, or signs find,
Something as simple as our hands' fit.

Violet: like the sky
At twilight that day.
Laying on our backs,
Reaching out with eyes, what cannot be with hands,
A lone cloud, drifting, with a silver crack.

Purple: like everything
I said and giggled.
My pendant, in all hues
The curtains, the pillows and the sheets,
Your shirt, my nails, the slight bruise.

"This is really important to me,
Please stand by me, please agree."

"We will talk every single day,
I am never really away."

"This is not going to change anything,
I promise, this isn't just a fling."

"I love you, you are the only one,
I will miss you, with every rising sun."

"This place *****, I wish you were here,
I'd rather be with you over there."

"I am sorry, I couldn't check my phone,
It's too difficult, and I am all alone."

"I am sorry, I really don't have any time,
Just a few days, then it'll be fine."

"I am sorry, it won't happen again,
I didn't want to cause you so much pain."

"I was out late, hanging out with other people,
It's not a big deal, not worth a squabble."

"This is really tough, should we re-think this?
We both are so busy, is it worth the risk?"

"I think we need a break, some space,
Maybe take things at our separate pace."

"I am sorry, again, I never wanted it to end this way,
I'll always love you, but we aren't meant to stay."