Venus (Book 2)

colors

she sits alone, sitting on her chair, her desk is wide, full of notes and pages, failed books and scribbles, she looks at the wall and says

explain 

explain what I have done, why have I failed more than I have succeeded, why do I treat better than I get treated, what have I done? why do I give more, way more than I can ever get? why am I so kind when all I have gotten is cruelness? 

she stares and stares at the white wall, unsure about her existence or what her purpose is, she stares and looks up, she points to the ceiling and asks 

what am I 

am I a wingless bird? an owl without ears? 

the walls respond in an odd way 

they turn blue 

then white 

then pink 

orange 

blue 

green 

she touches the wall and her hand disappears into it 

curiosity makes her itch 

so she walks in 

absorbed by the magical colors

the walls have shown her 

every person that had been kind and loving to her 

every person who treated her like a diamond

everyone who's missed her 

everyone who've begged for her 

she smiles 

and says 

I guess I was blind 

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