colourless.
everything in your life was colourless. an outsider could have seen that at first glance, the way grey and black were the only colours you wore.
just like the only ones you saw.
so i guess when you met me you really did see into my eyes, my oh so grey eyes that were made for yours to find.
wyatt
YOU ARE READING
unequivocal.
General Fictionnight and day our fears and dreams, different but equally as captivating. these our your letters you never got to read enda.
