Dear Yellow,
You was at my house. You told me about how you see the world. I was your blue. At first I was confused. Do you really see the world the same way I do, Yellow?
I told you that was the most beautiful thing I've ever heard.
You asked me what colour you were.
I said I didn't know. I was too scared to tell you that I think the same way. That you were my yellow.
You told me you thought you were a dull grey. I said you weren't. I said I don't know what colour you were, but you were far too beautiful to be a dull grey.
I said I loved you.
I kissed you.
I took my shirt off.
You looked scared.
I understood.
I apologised.
You fell asleep at my house.
I stared at you and wondered what I did to deserve you.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Yellow
RomanceRead Dear Blue first by @aVeryTiredGay first!! Dear Yellow, Do you ever notice me? Do you ever look at me and I don't see it? Or am I being full of myself again? You would never look at me. Cast me a second thought, a small glance. It was a stupid...
