Losing him was blue like I'd never known, missing him was dark grey all alone, but moving on from him is impossible, cause loving him was red
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PoetryJust some things flying around in my mind. Some are mine, some aren't highest ranking: #51 in Thought
Loving him was red
Losing him was blue like I'd never known, missing him was dark grey all alone, but moving on from him is impossible, cause loving him was red
