She was blue. Color of the live-like sky.
He was red. Shed blood and tears like no other.
She was cool, he was a disaster.
They were both told, it could never happen.
Then there was purple. A very gorgeous color.
Purple tells a story.
A story created from its father and mother.
It was born from disaster, tragic, and laughter.
But was made from the best colors,
doesn’t need a happily ever after.