Coral Pink

It's still alive, the rose he gave Coral pink like the blush of our cheeks It's life makes my own so worthless Thriving upon nothing, for weeks They say that colors make the mood I don't live by what others say I only pick the ones I want to hear And then I go on my way If he is happy I know not I only know this old rose is still pink If the sky is crying, let me cry too Washing away each tear as I blink Fading as each day passes by But faithfully retaining it's hue Lying nostalgically beside my bed Stunningly against the wall's blue