Her mind weighed 
The certainty of her heart’s state 

But love had no control over fate
And destiny is written long before time determines

For even if he was too late
It’ll never change how her love for him has always been. 


Coloring loveĀ 

I guess I’m just a mess when it comes to the prospect of new beginnings 

I keep coming back to the comforts I know 

Taking me right back to moments I shouldn’t have stayed 

And every color I’ve seen was nothing like how it used to be

Less vibrant, when you’re no longer with me.