I never really liked orange, I was really into blue
Until I met you
I have never found it appealing
Until you rang true
And every fine I see orange I think of you
Because you are my favourite colour too
YOU ARE READING
Petals full of thought
PoetryAll my thoughts in jumbled up words, scrambled and mixed stanzas, Slightly dusted in deep mindful thinking that keeps me up at 4 am watching the sun rise Trigger warning some have to do with Depression,Self harm, eating disorders,and the Dark truths...
