I’ll wear red shoes to your funeral
And trace patterns on the loose sand near your grave.
I’ll scratch the earth with crimson
For your blood will lie underneath it.
And I’ll wear red because life doesn’t stop
Nor does passion fade.
“Red looks good on you”, you had once said.
I’ll look good for you, always.
I’ll wear red shoes even if they hurt my feet
Dig into my skin and shred the skin.
I’ll wear red even if they stare at me,
Those who cared, loved you more than I did.
I’ll wear red because I want to immortalize
The memory of the day you met me.
P.S. A special thanks to Noor Rehman for being the inspiration behind two lines. She knows which ones.