Why is my heart indigo?

What could have been became what could have been

All else failed and crimson became me

Was not acquainted with lost before I meet you.

Could not imagine this disdain that inhabits me before I lost you

Felt your warmth from her warmth

Kissed your cheeks through her skin

You gave me life then lost yours living me at indigo

Living me at this cold empty pit

Darken by my inadequacies

Lathered with my mishaps

Wilting away in the presence of despair

Blooming into indigo

My only comfort your smile

Given to you from her tree

Taken from me to soon

Violets for my princess

And daddy gets indigo