I sit on my bed, eating old Valentine's Day candy all alone. Yum, chocolates and sadness. I hum a random tune as I eat. I sigh as I think about someone, my sweet tooth growing for them. Their eyes are like emeralds and sapphires, I know that's cheesy, but it's true! Their hair is like a river, flowing down their perfect little face.
I move my candy to the side and pull out my watercolours. I paint a red circle, not knowing what I'm doing. I splatter paint all over in bright reds, oranges, yellows, and deep blacks. On the corner of the page, I start drawing their tattoos from memory, having no trouble at all, fantasizing about tracing my fingers over them yet again
