this is my heart in all its raw glory
dipped in red hues; binded by blues
wires attached, pulsing electricity
throughout my entirety

teach your eyes to tell me a story,
wear rose-tinted lenses,
and see the world in pink and pretty
unravel sunsets by the beaches we have never been to
as my fingers nearly but never will touch you

my colors are namely grey, blue and sad
if it was my fault, then i'm sorry, my bad
stalactites drip from my faulty faucets
for my heart is a mess,
but it's all yours if you take it