It was the color her cheeks would turn when she was embarrassed. It was the color my cheeks would turn when her tongue swirled around my tip. It was the color of her favorite flower I would get her every time she was "sick." it was the color her ass would shade whenever I would slap it. It was the color of her walls I saw every time we fucked. It was the color of her I sucked on while she tugged my hair moaning my name. It was the color of her lips every time I would press my own against them. It was the color of the sky we would look upon on a cool night as we cuddle into each others warm embrace. It was the color that symbolized love and passion. It was the color pink.