I met you
When red met blue
When Harry met Sally
Excluding the blending of primary colors
You left blue on me
As I rendered your face purple
Blue rained in my eyes
Looking at our colors clash
On my arms
Like a tiger being striped by God
With a color not his own
Like a whip we clashed and cracked
And I bled blue
I started to bleed
The day I met you
I saw red in my dreams
I saw red behind my eyes
Red was a flower in a field of flowers
Red was a volcano surrounded by volcanoes
Red was brave and funny and strong
Red had a heart, a soul, a song
Red was red until red was blue
Red was red
Until the day I met you
When red met blue
When Harry met Sally
Excluding the blending of primary colors
You left blue on me
As I rendered your face purple
Blue rained in my eyes
Looking at our colors clash
On my arms
Like a tiger being striped by God
With a color not his own
Like a whip we clashed and cracked
And I bled blue
I started to bleed
The day I met you
I saw red in my dreams
I saw red behind my eyes
Red was a flower in a field of flowers
Red was a volcano surrounded by volcanoes
Red was brave and funny and strong
Red had a heart, a soul, a song
Red was red until red was blue
Red was red
Until the day I met you
This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.



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