When I think of you I think of something blue.
The blue when the sky meets the ocean.
The dark blue of the night sky.
The deepest blue of the ocean.
Or a light and sad kind of blue.
What kind of blue really doesn't matter because you're all shades of blue to me.
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SHORT STORIES (ENGLISH VERSION)
Short StoryThis isnt really the english version of my book KURZGESCHICHTEN. Those are some short stories that are more personal. For some reason its easier for me to express feelings or personal stuff in english. Enjoy I guess :)
