Isn't it frustrating how all the color, passion and love that you carry in your soul can be swiped off like chalk on a black board? When life was never very good to you but now it decides to push that knife in your chest even deeper until you suffocate on yourself? How beautiful it would be to have someone that tries your tears and paints it back into a whole. Half a year ago, your body was crushed by a dreadful accident that completely knocked you off for months. Now you're back and nothing's the same as once. (also on AO3)