You were red and i was blue,
it was a violet friendship that we had,
dreamed of the same purple,
that we both agreed.
Why did you say then?
"lilac just wasn't for me."
YOU ARE READING
I Wrote It All For Me
PoetryPoems. For myself, of my moods, my life, just me and my feelings. Most of them are fictious (or are they?). I'll leave it to you readers, let your imagination wander.
