spectrum of love

eighty

red is the burning passion.
yet sometimes, its just lust.

pink is superficial attraction.
yet sometimes, it could
grow and bloom into
something
unexpected.

blue is platonic romance.
yet sometimes, its void,
it could drown you.

violet is violence.
you might not want this
kind of love.

white is pureness.
it's your love for God,
and all things refined.

black is dangerous love.
there is no way out of
this but a series of crying
and aching.

the colors are not
just a representation
of authenticity.
sometimes, it could
mean something deeper.
just like how love is a
paradox of colours.

before you risk yourself
from the series of mess
and heart breaks,
you must first
take a look at the
spectrum of love.

adios, mi amor ♡