Emotional Whims On Late Nights

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There as always been an impending fear inside of me that no matter what it just would not work. Despite our new-found equality, it's hard for a girl to find any guy outside of her own little color wheel to poke that just might poke her back. There are many different colors, from blue to red to purple to green to yellow to pink and everything in between. But if one color dared to step outside of their wheel, their circle, and have another catch their eye, would it work? Would the feeling be mutual? Some colors don't mix, many don't actually. Some will say it's best not to start anything. But, what if you must, it may just be your duty to mix those colors and see the outcome. As a female blue looking for any male that isn't blue, it is definitely harder. Of course, there are many fantastic blue men out there in this wheel of blue society. But, at the same time, there are the reds and greens and purples and yellows and a certain purple may just catch my eye. Then comes the fear of whether anything will come of this. And if anything does, will it last or be shot down from the sky. Could I get my purple man or in the end just have to settle for any old blue. What if I fought for that purple, fought and fought and fought to get away and then finally did it, but then in the end nothing worked. My fight had been for nothing. Or vice versa. His fight had been for nothing. Our fights had been for nothing. What do you do, how do you recover. I doubt you could, I doubt you would, but of course you always can and some part of you always will. Yet, even if you move on and eventually meet someone whether your color or not that loves you and that you love back, some part of you still longs for that purple, that green that yellow, that red that changed you with a single look or a conversation or some sort of contact. Anything. I feel that is a person you could never forget.