I learned something
Love is well
Love
I think of it in colors
Because every shade is slightly different
So it could represent various things
Each color could be..
A mood
A feeling
How they were drawing a picture
What color shirt they were wearing
Their eyes
They color they look best in
The color they wore when they first said "I love you"
When you realized that "I can't love you" and you were wearing the same color as them
Or just how you would express them
Maybe love is for me to write
I don't think I could handle love
So, I write about it
Never really learning what love is
Or could be
