Sanders Sides One Shots

Colors

Authors Note: This will be completely Virgil's P.O.V again

Trigger Warning: Mention of depression (Very small though) and hints at self harm (Hardly noticeable though)

Everything is blue
His pills, his hands, his jeans
And now I'm covered in the colors
Pulled apart at the seams
And it's blue

I am still just as trapped as I've always been. It's not something easily escaped. Nobody sees the truth because i don't let them. when they visit they don't see the things hidden under the bed. They don't see the things hidden in the bathroom cabinet.

Everything is grey
His hair, his smoke, his dreams
And now he's so devoid of color
He don't know what it means

I don't know why it had to be me. I guess it just did. I'm never happy anymore but they don't notice. Either that or they don't care. They don't visit as often anymore. I guess they got tired of me being so distant even after they became more accepting.

I know I've only felt religion when I've lied with you

It never should have happened. Now i can't get him out of my head. Can't get that night out of my head. That was the only time i didn't feel the depression or anxiety. That was the one night I felt like i'm actually alive and deserve to be.  But it can never happen again. No matter how much i just wish it would.....

You were red and you liked me 'cause I was blue
But you touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky
And you decided purple just wasn't for you

I let it happen again. I should have said no. I know that already. I just thought he wouldn't leave afterwards this time. Thought maybe he'd actually stay. I guess after he got what he wanted that night then he didn't want me anymore.