I wrote a poem to go with this picture. I think that it looks a lot better colored then it does in ink. And the peom makes more since when you've seen the picture in color also.
so here it is.
Sometimes I find myself wishing that life was like the internet. You Don't have to worry about someone not liking you for your personal looks like your apperance. Let alone your color. Unless you tell them otherwise.
His name, unspoken, he is outstanding. Nothing like the next guy. He isn't tall, He isn't short. He doesn't even have the body bulider shape. But that doesn't matter does it? His clothing is unique, something you always want to look for. He's a painter, an Artist at heart and top of his class. But that doesn't matter does it? His eyes are clear. So beautiful. that you would want to gaze into them all day. A crystal blue with a hint of green to match his peach skin. Do you get it now? It doesn't matter.
She would give anything just to sit next to him. For him to talk to her all day until his voice was in her head. But it doesn't matter does it? She would give up anything just to pick up the phone and may it be him on the other line. But it doesn't matter does it? She would give anything to walk down the hall holding his hand tightly. Just knowing that he would never leave her side. But it doesn't matter does it?
They never talk, They never touch, and they never make eye contact. She feels like a stalker. Just watching from afar. But that doesn't matter does it?
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Since you do not have the colored version. I'll just break it down a bit. The girl is a black person and the guy is a white person.The occasion is halloween and their not pretending to be something their not.
so yea. The guy is one of my characters from my fanfict and the girl is someone that i just made up on paper.
hope you like.
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