The City Has Lost Its Color

She remember those naiive days
When "moving to the cities" seemed like the second best idea from going to heaven,
A country girl at heart's dream,
to explore the world,
and all its crazy wonders,
The city was like a Russian lover,
oh how you just wanted to gaze into his deep dark seemingly charming brown eyes forever,
oh how his hands ran through her curly brown hair,
but  his heart proved to be rotten to the core,
So deceptive,
like a city that had lost its color,
everyone else around her saw the city brightly illuminated,
shades of strawberry red, sunset orange, lemon yellow, wild jungle green, dreamy blue sky.
but through her tired and wearied eyes, she saw a  lifeless grey, black and white,
the once dream place,
of pure musical passion,
was but a mere decaying brick building,
that seemingly offered so much hope,
now she just stood there and stared blankly at it,
in the same spot where she stood exactly a year ago,
sweet, innocent brown hazel eyes, cute floral headband, Asian braids, black skinny jeans,
 fully alive, full of energy thinking "This was it! this has to be it! I have found that "perfect' sparkling diamond!"
OH how the city has lost its color,
She remembers when she met him,
It was like the impossible blessing from heaven before her very eyes,
He seemed too good to be true,
and eventually it proved to be he sadly was,
he hid his beautiful angel kissed face,
behind a masquerade of lies,
that he would never seem to reveal,
she knew deep down he was a wonderful man,
but his heart was simply too afraid,
too afraid of what could be,
 of what could have  been,
he decided to step aside,
and watch her life from the sidelines,
just waiting to see if she would even notice,
of course she noticed,
every passing day,
that was one step closer into eternity,
but in her heart she didn't know if the time was right,
to take that risk,
so she just gave him to God,
kissed him goodbye in her mind,
and walked away,
OHh how the city has lost its color,
Oh dear city why have you lost your color?,
Most precious dearest city,
you're losing your color,
it's fading, your  colors fading,
slowly dying,
like a shriveled up red rose,
that once breathed a sign of hope,
now lays lifelessly dried up,
OHhh how the city has lost its color....