Your aura breathed blue
My aura breathed red
Your blue breathed my aura confused
My fierce red tried hard to refuse
But your colour seemed too beautiful
Your toxic air swam too plentiful
And my red fell into something weird
A pit that left my fiery colour smeared
Your colour densely mixed with mine
The thickness of such fog left me blind
And while i was slipping into a vibrant purple
I forgot that we were but weak mortals
My red was colliding with your blue
And i was happy
But then you decided,
that purple wasn't the colour for you
-fir.m
This is a mere poem about how someone's influence changes you and what a possible outcome could be. While he was flirting and encouraging her into him, parts of her was changing into him and the girl he fell in love with was no longer there. While she was happy to becoming one with him, unconsciously losing pieces of herself, he could not find himself loving the character she had become, the character he lead her to become.
