MY MONOCHROMATIC WORLD

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This a monochromatic world, a world of strict order.
But she is different, she’s a plethora of color.
Her smile is yellow.
Her laughter is orange.
Her love is pink.
Her beauty is purple.
Her sadness is blue.


There’s never a dull moment being with her.
Seeing these colors makes me feel a soft pink hue.


When she questions her purple, I scold her for doubting it.
When she’s blue, I hold her and tell her the truth.
Her colors are contagious, I’ll tell you, that’s true.


Seeing her downcast eyes, shattered heart makes me blue too.
I want to hold her and show her my pink is true.


However, this is absolutely impossible due to.
She doesn’t love people like me: she only loves dudes.


So here I am, here I stand, her best friend, basked in my own magnificent blue.
She rests her forehead against mine and her orange radiates through.

My orange is dull with a prominent pinkish hue.
A quiet, pulsating blue in my heart ’cause of dreams that won’t come true’.
Watching her heart be broken, battered, and used.


By people who don’t deserve her like I do.

Let me tell you, I love her, and love her, I do!
And I know she’ll never love me, not the way I do…


But being her best friend and supporting her through and through,
Resisting the urge to do something with her only soulmates do,
That’s the best that I can do.


I hold her through her blue times and we both make it through.
When the new guy comes along, her oranges, her pinks
And I look at her purple and suddenly think,
I should thank her for her colors because now–even though they’re dull and small–I have color too.


It sucks we can’t be the picture perfect couple you dream of
(Cause I know I can make that happen but whatever).
But I’ll always be by your side through my secretive pinks and woeful blues.

ALMOST

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The saddest word in the whole wide world is the word almost
He was almost in love
She was almost good for him
He almost stopped her
She almost waited
He almost lived
They almost made it
With your permission
Tonight I wanna be a little me on you

PILLOW TALK

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The wind blows
The tears fall
The light comes
The darkness takes over
The cold melts
The heat freezes
The lost speak
The hurt scream
The normal well they go with the flow
But if u look withen the eyes u can see the pain the fear the words they never did hear

SILENCE

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The wind blows
The tears fall
The light comes
The darkness takes over
The cold melts
The heat freezes
The lost speak
The hurt scream
The normal well they go with the flow
But if u look withen the eyes u can see the pain the fear the words they never did hear