What’s the color of love, based off this quote:

(“What’s the color of love, Pig?”

“What sort of love, love?”

“Don’t know. But you know the way things, they got a color. I wonder what the color of love is. “

“Jesus, Runt. You could read a thousand thick books and never know the answer to that quiz. “

“It’d be a good one to know, ah

“It’d be brilliant, Runt. It’s around here somewhere.”)

is it the ...

His eyes will be like pools of liquid

His body warm and full of life

His laugh will be alive with his soul and he’ll be

Dark and beautiful like an angel.

His tattoos will decorate his skin

And the roses he picks for me won’t have thorns

And they wont draw blood

They’ll just be the same color

And it’ll remind me of him because blood is beautiful.

And he’ll drive me home and play my favorite so...

goodness athaiah I swear

you came from sunshine itself.

the sun chooses to touch your golden hair

in the most beautiful field of flowers it wants to shine on nothing else

and you pick a sunflower and it falls in love right then

because it heard your laughter and joined in too

but the dandelion loved you all over again

and they fought and fought over you.

but the birds heard your song and they ...

*not the prompt*

There’s a stale fortune cookie sitting on her nightstand.

And the girls see his faces in the wall she hates.

She just sits, staring, her expression deadpan.

And makes friends out of the shadows her window creates.

That fortune cookie, never opened,

The luck inside it will disappear.

It’ll never be cracked and broken

“ which, funny, is what you are.” Says the voices she hears.

S...

*not the prompt*

The tattoo of a rose on your body

Lingers in my mind after the night we spent together.

The ink deep within your skin

Like the love I feel for you.

It’s thorns piercing your flesh with pain you no longer feel

And it’s stem wrapped around you

Like you have me wrapped around your finger.

You have me where you want me

If only I could always be with you like that damn rose.

...

Run away pretty little freak.

Why do you laugh instead of scream?

Why do you grin rather than weep?

You are not the way you appeared to be

when I watched you through your window

when I knocked on your bedroom door.

I’ll die too, but I’ll drag you with me below.

I’ll take your teeth till you can’t smile anymore.

Your blood will drip from the tree where you’ll hang

and I’ll drink it just to know ...

You wear the spaces of our silences in your eyes

Till I no longer wonder about your soul, or your mind.

Your narcissism spirals

And your stare pierces through me like a sharp arrow

I used to wonder what would happen if you suddenly died.

How much easier would have been my life?

The hatred I feel for you served on a silver platter,

The resentment became so real your illusions shattered.

An...

How red a delicate rose is.

Thrown onto a coffin before it is lowered

And like the blush of the girl you love

Maroon as blood after it’s dried

What does it look like on cracked lips

After whispering a secret in the dark?

Crimson like a hot coal in a fireplace

In the home of a family that lies

And pretends to live in sanity

Ruby like the necklace he gave her

Before he asked her to belong to h...

In the city, a deep grief, things in the air. It feasts on flesh, and drinks breath. I barely escaped the city of death. I used a bone to pick the lock of my cage, I used fire to divert the guards. I climbed over the walls and the barbed wire and dropped down to the ground below. When I landed, my leg bone split and pierced through my mid decaying flesh. Nevertheless, I am determined to make it ba...

The candles float in the water around her head.

Burning and flickering while their wax drips.

The water deep, dark, and still…

Her hair gracefully reaching out in pieces like eels.

Her head severed floating alone and peaceful.

Her blood pooling out darkening the water.

Her killer holding her body on the shore

As he watches her float away,

He walks into the water with her to send them both fa...