I see Crimson on Scarlet admist the shiny colourlessness.

Down the green valleys, I lay clutching the crystal, as crimson rush their way out to a puddle dismantling things out of my view with pace that of an uneven rhythm.

Somewhere in my scarlet, blinked an eye brimming with tears that eventually formed a pool, in the pool I saw him.. I caught feelings one last time before they dwindled to oblivion...

Jet blackness on my bosom..after seconds it ascended as the blue eyes locked into mine. I licked the saltiness of its liquid before it turned blank.

He grabbed the diamond out of my clutch ,reaffirmed my ring finger,and moved past the glass shreds that lay scattered on the closely embedded gravel.