It wasn’t the first time

she discovered a new

shimmery lip gloss in the

dashboard of their car, although the color

caught her off guard.

The magnetic pink overpowering

the tones of every other shade.

Every night, the sunset

that overshadows the dwindling town

takes her back to the one moment.

Except the gloss will run out,

an empty container with no value to him.

Only to be replaced in the following months.

The emptiness bottled into anger,  

a storm of hatred to be unleashed in a flash.

A cheating man, with no excuses to give,

left all alone with no sense of dignity.