One Shots

Canvas

He kept his feelings to himself out of fear of getting hurt. He had a haunting past of abuse and neglect. He had feelings that overflowed so much you could basically see them. He had a wonderful past without a sorrow or worry. They were your typical story of boy meets boy. They started off as friends, hung out, told each other everything. Typical he felt like he needed to protect him and do everything to make him better. He fell for him and vice versa. They were beautiful the way they loved each other, utter art was how they were explained. They were the perfect combination of dark blue and bright yellow. He was the moon and he was the sun, and they matched perfectly. But their love was meant to be a tragedy from the start, they were unaware of that. He fought to keep him and he fought to leave. He wanted to live and he wanted to die. The perfect contrast of red and white that's what they were to each other. A contrasting love, their colors never matched but they made such a beautiful painting. He wanted to be free and he wanted to be with him. They were beautiful from the start and they ended beautifully together. The moon and the sun, lovers that were meant to be together but not at the same time. A tragedy in the making by being different colors, dark blue and bright yellow. Two colors that mixed together on the pavement, two colors that mixed on their hands and wrists. Red on white, pink hands and pink wrists slowly mixing together through their limp bodies. Their painting was long overdue and they finally let the world see it.

NOTE:
I am utterly in love with this story. I love this style of writing, using color analogy. I've always wanted to try this style of writing so I gave it a shot, I think it turned pretty well.
As always please leave your thoughts and/or opinions in the comments and suggestions are always welcome. Thank you and enjoy
Jasper ^~^

PS: I sort of could use suggestions at the moment so please do message me with suggestions. Thank you in advance