It makes me feel someone I aspired to be always. But somehow it is the paint I always wanted. In all the little art sessions this was the colour I always looked forward to. Red made me realise all the butterflies that are gonna die with the pride of their beauty, their pattern. it gives me the confidence and fades away all the insecurities of the rusty lips.
The lust awakens as the shade settles within the cracks of my lips. The love settles in my heart but it never dares to come out as he might feel it with taste of that very red lipstick. Amazing it is to see how this awakens everything but the evil in me. I feel there’s a shade of red for every woman but somehow I feel mine is redder than anyone else’s. The lust, the love is much complicated as you might assume it to be. It hurts to be this wanted yet to be alone.
That’s what we feel my red lipstick and I, as we somehow pretend to be comfortable in out solitude and silence.
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