Just Some Shit I'll Write.

For My Sister

Though when I met you

You were a bright and colorful crayon

Your paper wasn't ripped

You weren't dull on both ends

You were the finest shade of the most magnificent color on the outside

But on the inside

You were the deepest darkest black

I tried to help you

I colored with you for a bit

Reaching the black center

But when I did my dear

You began to crumble

Many would abandon a broken crayon

"It's useless now"

"You can't even have fun with it"

No one loved you

Though I didn't give up

I picked up your pieces

And melded you back together

Forged anew

But alas

The bonds were not permanent

We colored together again

You were a happy, bright shade

But not for long

As you glided across the paper

You began to wear down

Smearing your black again

It did not matter how black you got

I would still pick up your pieces

This kind of crayon doesn't come in the big 64 pack

Not even in a million pack

You're a one of a kind

Out of all of the crayons on this earth

You are the most beautiful

Most amazing

Most vibrant one

Of them all

And you're my favorite crayon

I never want to lose my favorite crayon

I will never throw you away~