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An ocean is to drown in misery.
The lake collects the tears of broken hearts.
Creaks in the damp woods provide tree’s to hang.
Soppy socks born from pesky puddles inconvenient us.
To find beauty in the color blue is to spit lies into your own face.
Blue skies with clouds of fluff burn my eyes
as they are accompanied by the blazing light of the sun.
Sapphires bring no joy when they are merely obtained for temporary ‘happiness’.
The Bluebirds early worm is the eyes of a fresh cadaver laying by the port.
Or, so I thought.
For years these were my thoughts until I found the deep blue
that pulled me in, not to force salty water into my lungs but to make them gulp for
air?
The deep blue that’s light enough to comfort me on days that drag on far too long..
The blue that shines vividly with life and joy.
A breathtaking blue only found in the iris of his eyes, a special blue that makes me feel alive
whenever I gaze into those gorgeous eyes!
Not even I know how such a color could exist...but somehow it only makes sense that this color is exclusive to one boy…
to one Nakahara Chuuya.
His blue eyes must have became my favorite color ever since his stupid face
first came into my view. He's tainted my heart with some sort of poison.
But...strangely enough, I don't think it'll kill me and not only that, I hope it doesn't.