Swallow me.
No more than eight,
No less than three.

Drink me.
No more than seven,
No less than five.

The endless fight
to forget you.

Echos drench my earlobe.

The hair on my neck
stands just for you.

The firey red
turns to pink drops,
just to forgive you
for forgetting me.

The deepest blue
turns to light bud of blue
to remember myself.

Sorry I let you down.
Sorry there's no going back.
Sorry it's too late.
Sorry.