The hot pink and summer blue and all the others without you.

Bright pinks, purples, and blues erupt among a background like the cotton candy sky of a summer night. The colors twist, tighter and tighter, coiling together. The interwoven strands that were once vibrant pinks and rich blues, coalesce into a darkened swirling cloud. Each plume of color still demands our attention, harkening for something missing. The effervescence of the colors and shimmering flakes of gold disillusion us. What appears so full of life and energy perpetually spirals, eternally longing, in search of something lost.