Purple
The sky reminds me of you.
The swirls of purple and light pink,
puffs of purplish-blue clouds
having just ceased the rain.
I don't wear purple. You see purple causes pain. Remembering your favorite color, permanently echoing in my brain. The purple I can't wear, the purple I can't look at, the purple I avoid. My life being controlled by the avoidance of a color. Today I wear that purple just as the sky does. Honoring the things you've gone through, and the things you will go through, without me by your side. I want to honor you without dying, to allow myself to prosper without feeling guilty. Would you truly want me to be a failure? No, I don't think you would. I want to think of you and feel a happiness, not regret. Regret that I could have done more, though I know I couldn't have. It's gonna take some time, but I'll honor you without dying. Or else I'll die trying.
The swirls of purple and light pink,
puffs of purplish-blue clouds
having just ceased the rain.
I don't wear purple. You see purple causes pain. Remembering your favorite color, permanently echoing in my brain. The purple I can't wear, the purple I can't look at, the purple I avoid. My life being controlled by the avoidance of a color. Today I wear that purple just as the sky does. Honoring the things you've gone through, and the things you will go through, without me by your side. I want to honor you without dying, to allow myself to prosper without feeling guilty. Would you truly want me to be a failure? No, I don't think you would. I want to think of you and feel a happiness, not regret. Regret that I could have done more, though I know I couldn't have. It's gonna take some time, but I'll honor you without dying. Or else I'll die trying.
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