If colours were feelings.

July 10, 2016

I am a million shades of different colours and I’m supposed to tell you when I feel grey.

But they all blend together so discretely.

So I’m sorry that I’m not always sorry I can’t tell them apart.

There are nights I could swear to you that I’m pretty sure I’m red, but by the time I go home I might have faded into blue.

And I can’t always keep up, either.

You want to know what colour I am, but believe me, so do I.


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