21.09.20
I miss the colour red. Fiery, strong, red.
He was the red to my blue,
but lilac wasn't meant to be after all.
I thought we were meant to be together,
red and blue, it felt so right.
What if I was wrong? I'm still so blue,
but what if he's green instead?
I spent so long looking for the wrong colour,
now it makes sense.
Green and Blue, that's what it's meant to be.
I only changed my tune because the red was killing me,
overwhelming sadness takes over.
Never again will I be able to see red and blue
without all the pain and hurt.
Lost memories and a lost year,
I wish I could forget it all.
Green and Blue finally make me happy
I can't stop smiling just thinking of it.
I feel at ease, I'm no longer covered in red,
instead I've grown to love green.
I'm still blue, remembering the lilac dreams,
but finally I can breathe in the beauty of nature.
Growing towards the sky I'm at peace,
surrounded by Plance, I'm happy.
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