Blue meets Yellow, par Ems

Ems

Blue meets Yellow

We were primary colours.

And though my eyes are almost shut,

I’ll let them stay heavy for a while longer.

If I fall asleep now,

Tonight will turn from reality to a memory.

And while they’re wasn’t anything,

Insanely different about us tonight–

I learnt his favourite colour,

And he told me he loved me.

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