yellow

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As he walked over to where I stood, his smile shined ups on me like the golden rays of sunshine. He started off simple.
"Hi, I'm Finn."
He stuck out his hand and I shook it gladly, my smile still intact.
"I'm Calla."
As I spoke my name, his face was wiped of his smile and instead replaced with a look of wonder and awe.
"That's a very lovely name."
His eyes moved from mine down to my yellow dress and as he complimented it, he seemed to understand why I dressed this way despite my clearly tangled hair and eyes swollen from long sleepless nights. He seemed to glow as he complimented me one last time before leaving me alone on the sidewalk.
"You know, I think yellow is my new favorite color."

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