people say red is the color of love. it is the dusty shade of roses, the hue of lips painted, the shimmer of her dress when you dance.
but really, red screams of loneliness. it is the shade of poppies in an empty field, the hue you see when she leaves you, the shimmer of book covers in an empty library.
orange, is a better color. it is the shade of muted sunsets, the hue of vibrant music, the shimmer of a light burning on a dark evening.
orange makes up the embers of love, burning bright and strong and fast until it is gone.