Burnt Umber
i. she will break your heart. dont get too close
ii. watch the sunlight reflecting in her eyes. burnt umber - like a pool of gold. (get too close anyway.)
iii. hold her while she cries, even though it makes you uncomfortable. where do you put your hands? what do you say? kiss her hair and tell her its okay
iv. squeeze her hand when she runs her thumb over the back of yours. its a silent ‘i love you, you know.’ you won’t reply. you will regret this, later. you will regret a lot of things when she is gone.
v. you break her heart. she breaks yours. you suppose this is fair.
vi. it doesn’t feel fair at the time. not at midnight when you’ve nobody to talk to and the only thing on your mind is her eyes and how her voice sounded when she said your name.
vii. you loved her. you realise this only when it is too late.
viii. you dont love her any more but this doesn’t mean the memories don’t still ache somewhere deep inside your chest.
ix. you see her in somebody new. remember the butterflies in your stomach when your eyes meet over your cup of coffee. they’re not the same colour but what did that matter, anyway. beauty is beauty, and you've always craved beautiful things.
x. she will break your heart. dont get too close
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