Red For Victor

There was a time when I thought of you all I saw was red.

Red flowers, Red ears, Red eyes, Red cake

And red hearts on every single date.

There was a time when I saw you and thought maybe we shared the same red line.

Maybe the lines we walked would eventually become one, but those lines never met, or they forgot to synchronize.

There was a time when all I thought was of you, especially when my heart couldn't rationalize.

My heart was red for you in times when it wasn't red for me.

In times when the world looked black, white, and sometimes gray, you made me red.

You made me red with every text, hello, kiss, and huge.

I was red for you. HELL, YOU EVEN MADE ME BLUSH.

You made my face heat up, and that doesn't happen much. YOU made me red, but all I could do was make you blue.

Why did that have to be the truth?

You made me red when I turned black.

You made me red when I didn't know I could do that.

You made me red when I lost sight of who I am, but that sad part is I couldn't make you red back.

You made me red, yellow, and green, but even if someone else makes me red I’ll always remember the red you gave me.