When The Sun Failed

When The Sun Failed

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It's not like everything had really lost its colors, but all Hazel could see was gray. The grass was gray where fault had failed to hide in its perfect green shade. The clouds were gray where slight signs of an incoming storm approached. And though shiny it may be, the sun was gray because it had failed to make Hazel feel the heat and warmth of its rays. Nothing could make her feel it. Not her mother's touch. Not the flowers on the freshly piled up soil. The world was gray as she stared at the gray of her boyfriends grave. Gray because the sun had failed. And though she had many things on her mind, she silently decided that gray was the ugliest color. Ever. ---------- Hazel stumbles out of the shadows after her boyfriend had died of an overdose in drugs. She had hated and blamed herself, finally admitting how angry she was at him for doing this to her, for leaving her alone in this dark gloomy world where she was just a speck and nothing more. She never knew she'd be able to fall in love again after years of swearing to never love again. Hugging her friend Alex, she thought, 'besides, who would want me? Nobody out there would want me'. But if she had realized a lot of things, she didn't realize that the reason nobody out there wanted her, was because that somebody who did want her, was right under her nose. Literally. And when the sun failed to light up her world, someone else did. And she knew she'd never need the sun again.
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I was just thinking. I swear. But maybe my mind over thought. It's weird that everything can seem so simple, straight forward. Black and white. Two colors. So obvious. So there. Him and Her. Two people. So obvious. So there. But once you add gray, things get kind of complicated. Then you add color. And it's a wonderfully complicated bright world. She's two in one. The storm and the shade. No one ever stops to thank the storm for shading them from what's above it. What if the sun was too strong, too powerful that day and the storm came along just to protect us all from it? It was this epic battle between the two and the storm was hurting and it cased all this damage to the earth. No one thanks the storm for its sacrifice when it finally loses the battle and the sun shows its smug face. We all hate the storm for the disaster it created and praise the sun, when the storm just wanted to protect us. The storm and the shade. She's the storm and the shade. She's the chaos and the calm. Only I can't see the chaos. Not fully. She's keeping it all inside. All I see is the calm. I can tell though. I can tell there's chaos. I just can't see it. It's not so black and white. It's not a simple boy likes girl. Girl likes boy. It never was. But I like her. I do. The storm and the shade.

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