My favorite color is orange
It is a color of happiness and it's bright enough to light up any room
I guess that's what appealed to me, it wasn't a color but an emotion
Maybe that's why when he told me purple is his favorite color, I made everything purple
When he isn't beside me, I still have purple
I see purple in everything, and purple reminds me of us
He has been gone over a year, yet I dye my hair purple because when I see it in the mirror
I remember how you were kind to me, and you made me feel orange.
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PoetryA book of poetry by an amateur who is trying to get back into writing novels like I used to. This story will never be completed because this holds the words I needed to get out and will always be my poetic diary. Ignore my annotations, I want this t...
