I was Lilac and He was Blue

My hand went through the dusty bookshelf

Touching every bundle with smile

Then my finger pulls my highschool memories

Turn the brown pages gently

Don’t wanna make this broken

I was a rebel with a duckhead

An expert cheater who just care for literary class

Hide behind beautiful words to make up lies

Then I found another memory

A musical finger on a guitar

A lonely soul but a lovely brother

A boy who knows my flaws

A dream I never had

I was a purple on sunlight

I become the one who tap his head

And arms when he needs a hug

Went through hell when he started to fall in love

Cried when he cried

And cried when he didn’t cry

But this was highschool

When my head dreamt about those brown eyes

A mindless dreaming when he said “I love you”

A wishful thinking like saturated sunlight

He was like summer in northpole

I turn the pages and saw that smile

The smile I never had

He hugged me, but that was not the hug I hope

I wiped his tears but I hate the way he looked at me

Those eyes told me, “You are my bestfriend.”

While my heart hoped a love sight

He was different

He never throws a line

Because we walked on different line

I was lilac while he was blue

He was my dream

While I was just some extras in his movie

I close the old pages

It came to the end

Everything was blue

It was always you, my friend

I close my eyes and smile

“I was in love with my bestfriend.”

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