Colored.

one

It's easy to get lost with someone, so deep in love, or so you think, that everything else is zoned out. I'm this way right now, with you of course. We may be soaring now, but we'll go down in flames soon.

You have me in this trance, a pattern. It's where you pull me in, lead me on, get me so madly in love and then, you just twist and break.

See now, sometimes you'd be painted the prettiest shade of bright blue, you'd be the happiest guy, who always wanted some kind of adventure. Lucky me, I got to go too. So we'd go along bright blue together, and then all the sudden, you'd turn a deep maroon color.

That was the twist, and the break, well that was when you turned into a blank space. You'd zone out, you'd loose your sense and you'd go away. You would get lost on your adventure, get stressed and turn grey.

It's a continuous cycle and I am there for the ride.

I guess it's worth it. You give me a feeling I can't define but with colors. This feeling turns me a happy purple shade, like the shade your best friend paints her nails every spring, or the color of that new sun dress you got, just in time for summer.

The only problem is, nail polish chips. And you grow out of dresses.

A/N~ I decided to write some new stories, they are all basically a mini series but you can read in any order!