Shades of grey.

Dear You,
Suddenly I feel like life's colours have all been drained and sucked dry. Suddenly I realize that everything is temporary and that forever is just a fairytale where the pristine pages of the book smell promise. Suddenly I know that you can never plan ahead in your life because life is like a river. It cuts through everything and anything and nothing at the same time and one day, the water is going to overflow.

I need a life jacket
(or maybe just you to hang onto)
you're the closest thing to a superhero in my eyes

That girl who's already drowning in black and white.

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