Colors

Another freewrite about our favorite color and what it would say if it could talk.

I don't wear you much despite my attraction to your hue. Perhaps, I can not match your intensity, just aspire to it. If you could talk, you would say that you didn't know why you were placed as Hello Kitty's original color mascot even when you knew I didn't like cats. You would tell me how confusing it felt when you first appeared on my pants in 9th grade PE. You would tell me that red are always the best candy flavors. You would tell me you always showed up with every skinned knee to remind me that I still live. You would say tomato sauce always taste better than cream. You would tell me the blood that runs in my veins are wrapped in ancestral strength and that is my inheritance. You would say my heart beats bigger than I ever realize. You would tell me that this bracelet wrapped on my left wrist is the symbol of my refuge. You would tell me you are my favorite color because you spark my passion and fuel my indignation.

But what you would secretly whisper is that you actually wish to be blue. To bring deep sea depth and calmness to my restlessness. To bring soft winds to my nomadic heart. To carve a direction back home.