The horizon was painted of violent red and melting azure, as we were counting the seconds to meet the tidal waves of black, the long curtain that come with sorrow sans the fleur, breathing in the vista, we downed the bloody orange morsels through our vision, the piercing bits of crawling coldness devouring every inch of our skin to clemency, as we sat on the wet wooden platform, our feet dangling with the sunset’s breeze, like chimes chuckling along the transient wind.

You were going to fade away too you said, towards a haven; a chaotic mess of clouds, where dust and remnants embalmed. Will we ever meet again I asked. With a broken smile and a heart bruised to purple blue, (you fell silent void of all invitations) but the missive was loud and splattered in shocking hue.

wait for me,

I’m going to you.

a/n: tell you what, i've been using same phrases, same words all over and it does feel like i'm slacking and less creative nowadays. posted on IG for someone's special occasion. reposting with few tweaks and... this is for you special one! yeah.