when I see her, I see the color orange
(which is funny because that's her least favorite color)
not because of her orange curls that tangle in my hands
not because of the constellations of orange freckles on her cheeks
but because she is the sun in which my solar system gravitates around
she is warmth, she is light
she makes the flowers grow just by looking at them
she is the brightest star in the sky, yet she cannot see that for herself
and if the sun were to ever disappear or burn out
my heart would freeze over
and my world would be in eternal darkness
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