A hobby we shared.
Shades of red and pink,
A colorful expression between us two.
The last I heard your voice,
Your lips were decorated with a dusty rose.
a smile framed by the pinkish hue.
The joy such small things brought you,
The warmth your happiness brought me.
I wanted to give you all the lipsticks in the world.
The last I saw your face,
A frown was on your unmoving lips,
In a lipstick they decided for you.
You would’ve never chosen that color.