It is the color that washes over you late at night when you can't sleep and she won't leave your mind. It is the color spilling out of your scars that needs wiping from her hands. It is the water escaping from your eyes when it finally hits you that you don't stand a chance. It is the breath coming out of your lungs when you're choking from crying too much. But it is also the aura surrounding her and binding her heart when you first saw her cry and she still doesn't know you exist. It is the veins pulsating in your body when you watch her from afar. Blue is the color you didn't want to see and feel. But it is there. And it is the color of you and her.
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Describing Color; Painting You
Short Story"I was blue looking for red, and you were red looking for blue. But other colors we pretend, so we passed by and never knew" - j.h. --------------------- A story about tragedy, love, and colors. --------------------- A personal story dedicated to th...
