He only needed one color…

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  She found the colors to paint him, when the world had left him gray.  His eyes noticed her, toyed with her, captivated her, and never strayed from her memory.  Blue was just never enough for those eyes.  That “blue” had the power to slice through every aspect of ordinary that he was born into and showed her, from the very time that they met, that his heart ached to reach for the clouds right alongside hers.

She’d never see a blue again that held a candle to his eyes, no matter where life took her.  Those blues could bring a lifetime of memories, though they delivered nothing near.  Blue, matched with the sky on their very first kiss.  Blue, lighting up the mischief of young love and the world against everything they longed for.  Blue as they fought to make it all work, glistening with tears she’d never forgive herself for.  Blue, like lightning as worlds crashed down and ripped them apart.  And the very blue, so many years later…that couldn’t stand to come close enough for her to see that color in his eyes again.

He only ever needed one color.  His eyes were the sky that she reached for, the lightning she craved for, and the tears that she cried for.  His blue painted everything that she ever believed, cared about, and is today.  She never told anyone, but his blue could light up worlds.  It did hers.

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One Last Round

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The truth is, you have lived so many lives that you are too exhausted to finish this one. And, just as each and every one of those lifetimes was written in stone…this journey has a purpose that goes far beyond the finish line. Maybe you weren’t meant to get through this life in one piece.

Perhaps, you were born into turmoil of text to shatter the very verses that bind you to this Earth by wearing out your last bit of breath with truths aching to etch themselves in time. Because all of those tarnished and chipped away parts of you followed each and every existence that your soul has known, until you couldn’t fit new ones anymore. And all of that knowledge you collected came with heartbreaks and pain that corroded at your pieces as the lives passed by like nightmares. And, you knew with this one, didn’t you? You always knew that fate, far stronger than any human life and ruthless to the core, was giving you one last round…