Red.
He finds you through your mutual passion and love for music.
Red.
He's your instant best friend.
Red.
He's a mystery, yet so obvious.
Red.
He's beautiful.
Red.
He's beautiful, and you love him.
Red.
He's beautiful, and he's yours. He loves you too.
Red.
You spend every moment together. Every memory is graced with his presence.
Red.
You go to every dance, every occasion together.
Red.
He asks you to prom. He tells you your dress is gorgeous. It's red.
Red.
You remember that dress as you slip into a white one, beaming as Daddy walks you into your new life.
Red.
His ruby lips meet yours. He has kissed his bride.
Red.
You paint the baby's walls his favorite color. It's red.
Red.
You toss red roses and carnations on the coffin. You both say your final goodbyes to your seven month old son. He looked like his Daddy.
Red.
A baby girl will take his place.
Red.
She has hemophilia.
Red.
Protecting her so much is a burden, but your love for her overcomes it.
Red.
There's an accident.
Red.
Your son greets your daughter and moves over in his grave to make room.
Red.
You need another child, must have one. You need to see it live a long, happy life.
Red.
The doctor says no.
Red.
Infertility hurts.
Red.
He hurts too.
Red.
They draw fluid. A blood test.
Red.
Results.
Red.
They're positive. So ironic that positive means a negative life.
Red.
He's too beautiful. Don't let him go.
Red.
Don't leave me.
Red.
Mother's Day. Red roses and a card. It hurts.
Red.
He hurts worse.
Red.
A flat,red line on the monitor beside the hospital bed.
Red.
You kiss his ruby lips once more.
Red.
Never again.
Red.
Pain,hurt. Grief.
Red.
Rage.
Red.
Thank God for pain pills.
Red.
The heartache is dulled.
Red.
Vision filled with red spots.
Red.
It hurts. Blood everywhere.
Red.
What are these dripping red lines on my wrist?
Red.
They are pain. Rather, escape from pain.
Red.
Vision is almost completely red.
Red.
You're killing yourself,slowly.
Red.
You don't care.
Red.
Red swallows sight. Vision is gone. All you see is red.
Red.
One last breath.

The pain is over.