prelude

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Prelude

Blue has always been my favorite color. It takes me back to the ocean. The warmth of the sun encasing my skin, as the sand dances in the rhythm of the crashing waves. I wished I could be a mermaid that never had a care in her own little world under the sea, but now as I'm about to turn sixteen, I feel as if all the fantasies I've ever come up with were just a way to cope with the constant turmoil I faced inside. Escape was as refreshing as the salty spray that rained on my face when I dashed daringly into the water. I'm staring back in time. In his eyes. I feel that sudden spray of relief. I can taste it in fact. I wonder what his kiss tastes like, or how much his smile could truly radiate. He's my blue and I wouldn't have it any other way. I'm a fool fueled by the luring drug of his fingers on mine. Maybe he's a cruel fantasy that's decided to overtake my mind too.

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