Chapter five

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Green.

Happiness.

How could you be such a perfection?
Staring at you, adoring every smallest details of you features, looking into your bottomless, heavenly eyes became my favorite job.

I loved your little lips, your little mole near the chin.

I loved how you used to raise one eyebrow or frowning for making angry face.

I loved how you used to look at me, looking deep down to my soul, searching and soaking all my emotions, while drawing me.

You said I had green eyes.

Green was color of happiness.

Green was every tiny special things you used to do: Showing your bunny teeth, scrunching your nose while smiling, making angry faces while eating food you'd find delicious and mouth-watering, holding me tight, as if someone would come and steal me from you.
Green was every sunny, cloudy, rainy or snowy days passing with you.
Green was us, wandering around, seeing new, fascinating places, creating memories only we would know about.



You were my green,
But you didn't have it either...

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