Forgotten but Loved

Why do you forget me?
Am I not beautiful enough?
Do my rosy colours remind you
of hatred or love?

My glass, stone and composure,
do they frighten you?
Colours that blend like green on jade
but instead of envy, I am love.
I am cold but you give me warmth.

My size may be small
but I am not a speck.
My body is round and flat
but I am thicker than a coin.
I am fragile because I am
that precious gift
from that precious person.

Do not break me
or your sadness shall flow out
like morning dew, like fresh flowers,
like warm tea.

I am as cold as a rainy day,
but as warm as the rising sun.
You forget me, but I will always be
your beloved gem.