Faded Blue Jeans

the prettiest colors

yellow was her dearest color.
it made sense, yellow was the most exhilarated color in her eyes.
yellow was a falsification for her.
she wanted one thing to be true, she wanted to appear radiant the same way yellow was.
it was in everything. flowers, sunsets, her LED lights even.
she always found a way to resonate anything with yellow.
all that was before blue.
blue dug his way deep into her heart, shattering her very existence.
crushing her spine into tiny pathetic shards, slicing into her lungs.
she never believed in a god until he came into her life.
how could someone so imperfectly perfect fall into her hands?
together they made green. a soft green with a pinch of red. green usually fought out the roughness and attitude of the red.
now all the colors are dull, all fading in the deep part of yellow. making her feel all of it at once.