"Our palette."

We lived it in all the bright colors,
Your calls were always bright yellow,
And the messages you sent were all red colors.
But now I remember it in blue,
All our memories together.
Your ways come back flashing in a purple color,
And mine are always in teal shadows,
So now I'm living in muted colors,
You made sure I was colorblind when your true colors were showing.
You lacked blue and hated the brown color,
And you made sure I lacked coral while you never provided the green color.

I used to paint the world with our palette,
And now I understand why I always hated living.