Obsession. Devotion. Illusion.
Blown out of proportion.
Rejection. Sensation. Imagination.
Fighting back emotion.
This pain is not the shade of green
I thought I’d have.
You’re one shade of green.
A leaf dangled by the wind before my eyes.
I will not chase you.
I will just watch you dance with the wind.
Maybe one day you’ll be mine.
Or perhaps you’ll remain as one shade of green.
Never mine. Never was. Never will be.
Just one hue in a spectrum of color,
Blown away by the wind.
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