you were yellow
like the sun
(I hated yellow
but I loved you)
I was blue
like the sky
(you hated me
but loved blue)
and what we had
made others jade
(oh but we were precious emerald
but even emerald is just green)
and slowly out color began to fade
and you were just yellow
and I was just blue
(not meant to mix on the palette
because green just wasn't for you)
I had never been cerulean
or azure, indigo, or turquoise
(sapphire, cyan, aquamarine
those colors just weren't me)
but now I was just washed away
barely even blue
(really more of a grey
but you don't care for colors, do you?)
and then a scarlet flash
of something bright
(a happy shade
a vermilion sight)
a steady flame
a vibrant red
(the smell of strawberries
inside my head)
she didn't mind my
yellow stain
(she had one of her own
but that color has no name)
she was a rose in a field of thorns
you were a dandelion in a field of daises
(I was a forget-me-not
she didn't, but you forgot)
her ruby words
my face flushed crimson
(a color I had
never felt before)
my grey grew vivid
shifting back into blue
(this time I was indigo, cyan, sapphire
azure, cerulean, and turquoise, too)
a happier blue
then I was before
(because I have you
and you are so much more)
you are red
like a sunset
(a brilliant tint
a lovely tone)
I am blue
like the sea
(and the sky
is blue like me)
together we're lilac
a lavender hue
(and you are just red
and I am just blue)
our colors can bleed
our colors can touch
(because we both like
purple very much)