She laid there desolate and indisposed... Her cold fingers twisting strands of fine blonde hair. Her green eyes staring at nothing but the ceiling... While her mind tried to remind her why she ever cared.
Iris 3
Iris 2
Consonants
There's times when words hit you harder than gravity. Every syllable strikes you effortlessly between your eyes and every vowel punches you remorselessly in the face. But the consonants... They can just tear straight through your flesh...
Metal B&W
Hazel
I remember those eyes... Those eyes are an olive green as dense and soft as moss. Their earthy hue melding into shades of warm coppers and rich browns. They gleam as they watch inquisitively, studded by delicate golden flecks. Forcing my own eyes to quickly look away, so I can return to yours holding one more breath.
Goodbyes
The unwanted goodbyes leave only emptiness. They leave plans half-full, memories half-empty, and force us into a bitter, half-assed form of acceptance. They leave us feeling numb and stagnant in our sorrow... As we know that the memories that could have existed never will.
Cloth
Inevitable
The feelings are inevitable coming quickly and without cause, destroying my self-worth while focusing on my flaws. The emptiness remains as they sabotage and consume, disintegrating my happiness so despair can be exhumed.
Glasses
Those rose-colored glasses had changed to blue, So previous perceptions no longer came through. Each pink-tinted lens had been graciously replaced, Providing the clarity that revealed the mistakes.
Anonymously Hal 
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