It's been a while.
It has. I didn't think you came here anymore.
Do you still think about what we had?
Straight to the awkward stuff huh?
I'm sorry, it just came out.
Still living on impulses I see.
Hey that's not fair.
I'm kidding, I'm kidding. You've grown a lot it seems, honestly.
Yeah.
But yes, sometimes I do think of us.
Me too. I know it wasn't all nice, but looking back I try to only remember the good things.
I'm glad we can agree on that then.
I'm glad we can talk about it too.
Try not to text me like last time we accidentally met.
I hope you're kidding again.
I am, I don't mind you checking in.
Yeah, but I think it's time I moved on.
Me too. You gonna be okay?
I think so. In fact, there's this girl..
Oh really? Tell me about her, what's she like?
I uh, I don't really know how to explain it.
Can you try? Define her in one word.
One word?
Yeah!
How about one color?
YOU ARE READING
The Color Green
PoetryThis is a collection of works that is my way of thoroughly expressing what I'm feeling, seeing, and learning throughout life over the course of the last 3 years.
