Yellow is the color of my childhood. Sunny, filled with light. It reminds me of the times I spent on the swing set, laughing with my friends. Yellow is the color of nostalgia, providing you with small, inner warmth and comfort, as if it gently hugs your body. It is a reminder of happier, much simpler times. Yellow is the color of my old teddy bear, a gentle keepsake of innocence and a younger, more delicate me.
Blue is the color of missing someone, after they said they’d call, but don’t. It is the feeling of quietly laying in bed, thinking to yourself. Blue is a contradiction, ranging anywhere from dark to light, simple to complicated. Blue implies highs and lows, of being on top of the world one minute, to picking yourself up off the ground the next. Blue is the color of adolescence; blue is loneliness, the color of tears. Sometimes, blue can be your only friend.
Green has always been a sign of life. Bright and lovely, green is many things. In the spring time, it is regrowth from the cold winter. It is the color I associate with people after they’ve had a harsh winter inside them, and then finally start to blossom out. Green is the color of vibrancy, of life, of prosperity. Green is the promise of the future, of advancement and gain. Green, is good.
About the Creator
Mikayla L.
We're all in this together.
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