Them and red and yellow and things

I thought I'd find what I was looking for in the words.
If I searched deep,
thorough and certain.

But

I've come up empty.
I just have things and memories of red and yellow.
Red and yellow and things.

Nothing but them.

This is what it was

I can still smell you on my skin.
You were here once.
Here with me.

I dont want to forget that.

I dont see how I ever could.

Today was when this happened to her

First things first

Here we are.
This is it.
This is how it begun.
I know this for sure.
All.
We.
Have.