Beautifully Fragile

We used to drive around
In your red car
I can remember
The blue of your shoes
The pale sunlight of your hair
And the faded ivory
Of your teeth when you smiled
Crookedly
I could tell when you looked at me
That I was every color to you

But everything we had is faded now
Just busted-up canvases
Stashed away
In quiet attics
I'm a lost collection of
Careful brush strokes
As you got to know me
Eyes looking into mine,
Sparkling blue meeting melting brown

I guess some things
Are too beautifully fragile
Not to break.