ON HOLD Blue. You were blue. At least your sweater was. I was told to stay away from you. Told to stay away from the little girl in the blue sweater. The one who's brown wavy hair sparkles in the sun. The one who's blue eyes light up when she smiles. She isn't popular, for she avoids people. The girl who is sweet and salty at the same time, yet she can't hurt a fly. I was told to stay away. Yet I didn't. So, now look where we are Bea