Alice, just her name has its own color, its own brightness. Everything about her was bright, was. As sadness began to take over her small world, her brightness began to fade. I loved Alice Morgan, I loved her with all my heart, I loved her happiness, I loved her brightness, I still do. Even with her brightness gone I still love her, I always will. Till the end of time, till my vision turns black and white, till all the colors of Alice are gone forever.All Rights Reserved