Little Lit-fucks [Unfinished Forever]

VIBGYOR

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Red were his cheeks when he blushed,
And fortunately, he did that a lot.
I remember he loved eating oranges first thing in the morning.
As bright as yellow, he was,
Lighting up my life like the sun.
He looked beautiful lying on the green grass,
I clicked a picture,
Though not perfect,
I loved his flaws more than anything.
I hated it, when he was blue.
Indigo was the colour he hated the most,
When I asked why,
He said,
"Indigo to me is just sneaky purple",
Alright, you win.
But I want to tell you that,
I would love you till the last colour of the rainbow- Violet.
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-Krishna Parmar