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Nov. 19th, 2004 09:53 amIt's dark, I'm sitting on class and have nothing to do and I'm forced to listen to U2. It's not that bad but it ruined my mood big time. Thust this depressed little drabble.
Colorless
It’s raining and she stares out into the grey, colorless world. It’s quite fitting. She’s just as grey in the inside.
She began to fade with their first lovemaking and as the days pass, she feels the colors slipping away from her. The passing days brought revelation. She was wrong all the time. He’s burning still, with bright colors of blue, red, orange and yellow; even the black is so alive on him.
She thought, the world was colorful, when he finally got up from the bed. She was wrong.
Without love, the world is colorless. And so is she.
Colorless
It’s raining and she stares out into the grey, colorless world. It’s quite fitting. She’s just as grey in the inside.
She began to fade with their first lovemaking and as the days pass, she feels the colors slipping away from her. The passing days brought revelation. She was wrong all the time. He’s burning still, with bright colors of blue, red, orange and yellow; even the black is so alive on him.
She thought, the world was colorful, when he finally got up from the bed. She was wrong.
Without love, the world is colorless. And so is she.
