Crimson, Rose, Cardinal, wine,
It was the only color that made sense to me.
In this world of nothingness and despair, it's what kept me sane.
Every time something - anything - bad happened, it threatened me. It threatened me like nothing ever before
The sorrow, the hate, the melancholy. All of it's enough to make me want the color again.
Ruby, Flame, Carmine, Geranium,
Nothing - Nothing could make me stop.
Except her.
But the dejected look on my face told it all.
She wasn't mine.
And she never would be.
Cherry, Brick, Scarlet, Claret,
This thought made me long for the color once again.
The color heightened my mood, made me remember that I was alive.
Blush, Russet, Dahlia, Copper,
Seeing this color did more than remind me I'm alive. It reminded me of her.
The color of her favorite pair of jeans,
The color of her face after games,
The way she blushed when I made a joke,
The color of her nose in the cold,
The color of her lips...
Red,
This is the time I realized,
I love her.
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Sorry I haven't updated in a while.
I'm in drama and it's VERY stressful.
I'll try to update more frequently!
ESPECIALLY AFTER THE PLAY IS OVER!
You're welcome PrettyinPunkClifford.
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