When I saw this boy
I turned into red
A fiery red passion
His eyes were like the ocean
And I could swim in them for months
With the slightest brush of our hands
I felt like I was swallowing cocoons
And they were turning into butterflies in my stomach
They fed the red fire
And it was a pleasant burning sensation
Maybe he didn't mean it that way
Maybe he wasn't seriously
But when this ocean blue boy
Told me, we could make purple
He distinguished the fire
And I was left black
Charcoal black
As smoke filled my lugs
Tears that tasted like the sea
Rained down my face
And onto any spark that would try to relight the flame
Several months later
The blue boy had turned into a red man
A fire had formed and burned out the ocean
But I was a solid, matte black, unlit, night sky
And I refused to let in any colour.
Alright so, this isn't about me but- I was watching klangst videos and thought of this.
I was kinda referencing how Lance is now the red paladin and Keith was the black paladin for a bit but then left.
Yeah I'm... I don't really know how this stuff works.
