The color blue reminds me of the sky. Of the lovely wash of colour that I see every morning. Of the source of the sweet summer rain; the color of the rain itself. The color of every little droplet of joy falling from the great beyond. It reminds me of the sea, the one that my dad used to take me when I was younger. When I didn’t know about fish or bait, of life or fate. Where I would just sit on a boat for hours and hours on end, enjoying the view; enjoying life. The color blue reminds me of so many pleasant memories but why is it that I’m crying. Why is it that I’m sad? Why do I feel so blue?



The Icognito Writer

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