while we are young / halsey

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co·ex·ist
ˌkōəɡˈzist/
verb
exist at the same time or in the same place.

i couldnt sleep. i didnt know why, but ashleys words haunted me. i am blue.
you are red. i needed to know what it meant. though it was 2 am, i decided to message her.
unspokenletters: i cant stop thinking about your words. why are you blue?
why am i red? i mean, i understand physically, i mean, your hair is obviously blue, and my favourite color is red. whats the deeper meaning?
she read it moments after i pushed send. no response. i sighed and set my laptop down and got back in bed. i needed sleep.

my alarm woke me up. lose it by oh wonder blasting through my phone speakers. i rolled over and got out of bed, moaning from exhaustion. i got in the shower, got dressed, and put makeup on. i was wearing black skinny jeans with a hole in the left knee, a black tee shirt, and a black faux leather jacket. i curled my hair and put on a black floppy hat. my makeup was just winded eyeliner and dark red lipstick. i looked so tired. i brushed my teeth and went downstairs. sage would be picking me up in 5 minutes. i packed my backpack quickly, said goodbye to my mom and sibling, and walked out the front door.
as my door shut, my phone went off. it was a tumblr notification.
blueastherain: see you soon, red.
i sighed and put my phone back in my pocket. i saw sages car, and walk/ran to the curb.
i got in the car. "hiya hay!" sage said excitedly. she has always been a morning person, unlike me.
"uh- hi," i responded tiredly.
she sighed and turned the radio on. stressed out by twenty one pilots was on the radio. i turned it up loudly and we sang along the whole way to school.