after hiding my blues in men older than my father
i found you and i felt deep red in your arms
i wanted to love you so bad
but you were just keeping me yellow when i felt alone
so when you left and i was so, so grey
even though it was hard with out you
i have to remember
i can be purple alone
i don't need you to be okay

-bcg (the lies we tell ourselves are the hardest to erase)