Everyone has a color based on how they are, some even have a pallet full of colors but I only saw the pallets full of colors when someone was more then one person or acted as someone else. I am the color grey, I am the color grey because although my eyes are blue they lean more towards grey and since I am the color grey I allow other peoples colors to overpower my own. My mom was the color pink, not a hot pink but a baby pink because she was delicate and soft, her color was also overpowered by my dads dark shade of green and that overpowering of green lead to their divorce a few years later. My step dads color is a vanilla white and it blended nicely with my moms color because it represented their soulmate connection. My dads dark green never allowed us to blend properly so he went away and never really looked back. My little brother's colors are purple and purple, not only because they were twins but because they were so alike that they are best friends. My best friend Heavens color is a beautiful shade of a mix between purple and pink. And Conan's color was a pretty yellow because of his bubbly personality. Everyone I have ever dated has had a color so overpowering that it made me hide my own shade of color and I like to believe that's why we never worked out and not the fact that I have serious daddy issues. Mayas color was a ugly puke color and not just because she cheated on me, Daniels color was a pretty orange and we could've mixed together nicely if I didn't make the shocking discovery that I liked his sisters color palette better then his. Even the people I don't really get have a color that represents them in my head but I could not associate a color to Billie because sometimes she was red and sometimes she was blue and it threw me off way too much. I never really understood her color but maybe it was because called my color identification stupid or because she was never around for me to associate her to one. I never understood it until I associated a color to more then just her, but I'm getting a little ahead of myself aren't I?
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The Color Blue
FanfictionI like to believe that the stars aligned when we loved each other because she was red, I was grey and our love was the color blue.
