Like the colors in autumn

Losing him was blue like I’d never known
Missing him was dark grey all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you've never met
But loving him was red
 
Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song
Regretting him was like wishing you never found out love could be that strong
 
And that's why he's spinning round in my head
Comes back to me burning red
 


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