Empty Rainbow

I see the years drip in vivid colours, they seep throughout my heart. You are there, your laughter is yellow and inside I'm just echoes. The bitter irony that I was there, my smile for you was rose. Now the words are dark and clouds throw shadows. After everything we ever suffered for has finally come to be, we are friends no more. I yearn to share this with you, these threads of orange that you cried for so long. Those tears I dried, those indigo days where I held you, comforted. You have them now, all the ethereal ribbons woven in the perfect tapestry. Except for me, I'm the gaping hole, the image; incomplete. But I fear to mix again is to discover shades of grey. This moment stolen from me, from you. A needless sacrifice. There should be rainbows, my dearest friend, but we are friends no more.