The color that I look for
In all the headlights flashing by
The color of my eager heart
That’s always too naïve to try

The color of my unused sweater
Going cold and stale on the chair
The color of my disappointment
That’s become just too much to bear


About Alia Sabino

A free-spirited soul always yearning for adventure and new experiences, she writes to make sense of the world she lives in. When given the choice, she always chooses love, whatever that choice may be.

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