As Purple fell to the floor, she tried to gather what little self respect she had for herself. She could see the shades of her once pale White complexion on the ground. She picked it up only for it to shatter in her palm. She began to feel anger. Anger that she had been fooled, anger that she had believed Red truly loved her. Her, used to be White aura, began to change into an intense shade of Maroon. She could feel her hatred grow inside her heart, rushing through her veins when suddenly, a coldness awoke her from her trance. She looked to see the beautiful color of Blue. He was her best friend for several years, always there for her, with never ending compassion. He pulled her into his cooling embrace, and Purple's Maroon aura began to fade into a bright Pink. Blue's love, had brought Purple some closure and something to look forward to. Something, to dream about.
 Miyaka Hana · Sun Jun 03, 2012 @ 02:29am · 0 Comments |
