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Everyone in my life has a color. I designate them one tha I think fits them from my perspective on the basis of our friendship.
Everyone has a color.
But I cannot figure out what your color is. Was. Which ever.
Years after you have separated your path from mine, the person I still long for, that I at one time knew every single thing about.
My best friend that I cherished above all.
I never could figure out which color or shade to define you as.
And now that I think back on it, every time I always tried the color would change at the drop of a hat. One moment red faded into blue and the to green and so on.
You were the light of my life. Shining above all others I knew.
I cherished you and found you beautiful, ever changing colors being taken in stride.
Perhaps you were a rainbow. A kaleidoscope of colors always morphing and changing in fluidity.
You should have been something beautiful.
But maybe I was just too distracted to realize what happens when you mix every color together.
You get brown.
A muddy, odd shade of brown.
Muddy. Funny how I ended up being the one described that way, seeing how you drug me through the mud and all.
Perhaps you were that shade after all.
It would befit you.
Deceitful, only letting your ironic true color show at the very end.
Maybe what I once thought to be a rainbow that I cherished had just been a rainbow reflecting in a puddle of brown muddy water after all.
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