Sorrow's Final Glow

A shining, blushed face of sorrow, no more hope feels like that quiet moment after the last drop of rain hits the groundsoft, heavy, and full of goodbye. It’s when sadness doesn’t shout, but sits with you, pink-cheeked and glowing, like a blush you can’t wash away. You’d use these on a quiet day, after the tears have dried but the ache stays.