~Colors~

She was blue. Color of the live-like sky.

He was red. Shed blood and tears like no other.

She was cool, he was a disaster.

They were both told, it could never happen.

Then there was purple. A very gorgeous color.

Purple tells a story, A story made from it's father and mother.

It was born from disaster, tragic, and laughter.

But was made from the best colors.

Doesn't need a happily ever after.

Worth

I know I'm not perfect,

I may not be worth it.

I know I can love you one minute,

and hate you the next.

Please know,

I try my best.

Now that I'm gone,

I know you can rest.

Which is great!

You need someone who really needs you.

more than I do.

Sorry for being so mean,

sorry I didn't come clean.

I have my intentions, 

and always end up learning my lesson.