Red was the color that shone from
her eyes. She could love one with a burning flame, impossible to
extunguish, but hate them just the same.
He was blue. maybe a little timid, and maybe a little scared. His
heart as big as the ocean. However, many thought nothing had
never been there; when simply, he only allowed himself to dance
with the soft warm shore, afraid he'd cause a flood if he
gave her any more.
His blue and her red, though two very different colors, were not
complementary. They could mix into something bright and brand
new. She swam though the depths of his heart and he danced in the
fire of her eyes and they steamed with the voracious
need for each other. Bringing out the hidden treasures of one
another.
And no one really knows when or how the two came together, but
everyone's sure that it's their story that was the most
aesthetic to watch and gorgeous to tell. Because somewhere in the
midst of all the swimming and dancing, and touching a feeling,
and rising and falling --yours and mine became ours, you
and me became we, and red and blue transformed into
purple and painted itself across the two souls
that'd found each other yet again.
