The moment I loved you,
the colors inside me shifted without asking.
The sky fell silent, then burst into flames,
and my sky-blue notebook
filled with blazing red sentences
I didn’t know I was brave enough to write.
My heart became a fire scene—
not destruction, but warmth,
a place where fear burned away
and only truth survived.
My words turned into embers,
glowing long after the moment passed.
Love wrote its name across every page,
in a handwriting that felt like fate.
No shade could dim it,
no color could stand against you—
because loving you
rewrote the spectrum of me. ❤️🔥💕