I asked you your favorite color and you told me it was green but lately it was becoming blue. I don’t know if that’s because you met me and started to learn to see my point of view. I taught you to not trust anyone they’re only looking out for the interest of themselves. I earned your love and devotion and it seems as though those things together taught you something else. You asked me with all this peace how I could find and think the things I do. You didn’t know but that all went away as soon as I met you. You taught me not to how to arrange my furniture of my soul but how to avoid the bad feng shui. You are the bed, we the window, and I am the negativity outside that came your way.












