Red, like the blood that runs in our veins
Orange, like the shirt that I ‘accidentally’ took because I secretly like the way it smells like you
Yellow, like the sun that’s dancing across your face, highlighting your freckles as you smile
Green, like the grass we lay on while your old radio plays a slow hum of music out across my yard
Blue, like the ocean we swim in, clothes and secrets left on the shore
Purple, like the butterflies I get in my feet whenever I get near you, tripping over myself as I dance around confusing emotions
Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 2:55 PM UTC
Red, like the blood that runs in our veins
Orange, like the shirt that I ‘accidentally’ took because I secretly like the way it smells like you
Yellow, like the sun that’s dancing across your face, highlighting your freckles as you smile
Green, like the grass we lay on while your old radio plays a slow hum of music out across my yard
Blue, like the ocean we swim in, clothes and secrets left on the shore
Purple, like the butterflies I get in my feet whenever I get near you, tripping over myself as I dance around confusing emotions
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