Red- it's the color you see in games when you're about to die. The color that resembles love. So they say. But when did the color of blood become a sign of that. Death, blood, and love, the strongest things. Come in all one color.
Orange- when the sky casts it's evening light, you see it. You can't help but to, it's beauty, that everyone seems to take a picture of.
Yellow- you know they say not to look at the sun because it can blind you. But you know maybe being blind is sometimes what I want. Not by sight but by mind. It's the feeling you give me when your finger tips touch me. Causing the color of lighting like in those children books we used to read. Buzzing.
Green- it's your favorite color, and me, whenever I see it, am reminded of you. Even if I don't look good in it. I wore it just to see you smile, even if I wasn't with you to see it.
Blue- the color I seem to make myself wrapped up in. Though sometimes it's lighter like the sky, and others, it's darker, like the deep sea. And how I feel as if I'm being drowned by it. How when the tears fall on the lines paper, it makes the color smudge and bleed.
Purple- my favorite color. It's shade lavender is what I have on my bedroom walls. Looking at it, calms me, it reminds of how soft live can be. But also how dark.
Black- the darkness sometimes consumes me. Even the silence can have the loudest scream. The stillness of it all. I sit and still wonder, when will the black fade?
White- stands for purity, of what I once, and some how, still am. It's what you were. So gentle, passionate and kind. How could you not be. My white flower, please come back to me.