"I once saw a boy on the train with muddy brown hair and eyes so blue it put the sky to shame, and I wondered what his life was like. I wondered if he was in love or out of love? I wondered if he grew up with a mother and a father, or just a mother or a father. Did he read books? Or play the guitar? Or go to the cinemas alone? Did he fall in love with words as easily as I (temporarily) fell in love with him?
I once saw a boy on the train with muddy brown hair and a smile that didn't reach his eyes, and I wondered what was the reason behind his sad eyes. I wanted so badly to save him from the darkness of his own mind but how could I do that when I still needed someone to save me? But none of this mattered because he got off at his stop and I never saw him again "
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(c) Ethanol
I just changed the colour,lol.