It is you and I, our favorite colors.
I asked my mom as she was watching,
"What do you think?
Yellow and Violet are best when paired, right?"
She said yes, and I was blushing.
Doing the project of my sister,
When my mom said use the violet paper and pair it with the yellow one,
Maybe if you are still here, I would blush;
But no, I am starting to think that you are trash –
Yes, you are a trash for breaking my heart.
Yellow and Violet,
It is used to be our color,
But now you are gone with another color;
Yellow and Violet,
Could be pair together,
But will not last forever;
Yellow and Violet,
It is you and me.
My dad is watching the NBA's Lakers game,
And it makes me feel sick seeing our colors there near the name;
There is this two little space crews wearing space suits in our favorites when I play,
And I say,
"What just have you done?"
Every sunflower reminds me of you;
The sun does not enlighten me, it makes me feel dark,
And it is heartbreaking;
I am still stuck with your hues and shade,
Still coloring my life with your color pallete.
Because Yellow and Violet,
It is you and me.
If it is not you, then who?
If it is not yellow, then what?
I thought of Yellow is Violet's lover,
But I am wrong because Yellow is Violet's heart breaker –
I asked, "What is your favorite color?"
You said, "Yellow."
And I wondered, "Then why did you choose the violet one?"
And you said you just felt choosing it.
I thought it was destiny,
That we were meant to be,
But maybe choosing colors are not for us;
Maybe choosing my favorite is not for you,
And maybe you also just felt leaving me.
Yellow and Violet,
It was you and me.
But the funny thing is,
I started liking to pair the color Violet and Yellow.
If the Violet is not available,
Then I will go to Yellow.
Even if you hurt me,
I think it is engraved within me – forever;
Not the pain,
But the memories.
And maybe . . . the colors –
The colors we have brought to life.
