In Every Hues, There's You
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Yellow is the color of happiness.
Gray depicts sadness.
Red for love, passion, and even hatred.
How about green? New beginnings- a symbol of hope.
How crazy that it all makes sense not just to me, but it is something everyone agrees on without even questioning it. Yes, who are we even to question God's gift? It's as beautiful as it is.
Even crazier that it can also be a person- like the color Blue. I have my person who's my comfort and storm at the same time. My person whom I shared my sadness and joy with. My person who made me realize that we do not feel the color yellow all the time and it is okay. That it is okay to feel blue.
He's my Blue.
He's my different hues of Blue.
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