colors growth life love
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they could never catch us.
not because we didn't want them to,
but because we didn't know how to let them.
we spent our nights wishing for someone to save us
and our days pushing away those who tried.
Red?
Blooming petals, harvested cherries, a beating heart, stained lips.
Yellow?
A beaming sun, a blooming sunflower, a crescent moon, fresh lemonade.
Blue?
Because I loved you,
a simple text, a simple call,
seems to just explain it all,
those eyes look deep,
big, bold and brown,
your honesty and heart is full and round,
I learned compassion,
I truly love the colors you display and the dancing sparks of every ray. The pink is soft like the innocents of a child when each step was a mile . The yellow is like a summer day when all we though of is which games to play .
