Her

p a l e t t e

She was like a palette of paint.

Red was her anger, the fierceness he fell in love with.

Blue was the tear she shred talking about her mother and her unjustified murder.

White was the light she casted whenever she smiled.

Black was the intimidation she held around her.

Green was her eyes, the dark foresty colour he got lost in.

Once you mix all the colours together, it becomes an interesting, hypnotic girl capable of breaking hearts and spines.