Red is the color of blood, and blood is the color of leaving. Every ending wears a crimson dress, dancing quietly at the edge of breath.🐉

Death does not arrive in black; it arrives in red —❤️ the last warmth on a dying cheek, the final bloom before the silence. Red is how the body says goodbye.💋

They say red is passion, but it is also the color of parting.💋 When the heart stops, its last memory is red — a sunset bleeding into the dark.💋