It's a fitting ceremony. Decked out in black, mascara. Your eyes are the only thing that brighten the room; yet the mood is still somber. The unforgettable memories of yesterdays spent in colour flow emotionally as teardrops.
Colour; the more I look back the brighter the past was - Smiles. Delicate; perfect. We were brothers from day one. Brothers that shared something special. Brothers barely sums up what we were. Puzzle pieces in a childhood that were fitting; and everyone knew it.
Colour; it highlights everything about us - The blue sky that was always there. Looking down on us. Swirls of red, yellow and green that made every day pass more enjoyable then the last. It made everything worth it. Worth living. Worth remembering.
Today. Colour lacks - we stand; heads bowed and suited. Dark sunglasses and ominous clouding skies set the scene that we never wanted to experience. We remember the past because your future has disappeared. Where's the colour? Where is the colour? You took it away. It's with you. Today you've drained the colours because you were the entire life of us all. The smiles we had on our faces was because of your presense. The memories splashed in bright, warming colours were all because of you. That I thank you for; as I must bid farewell.
The colourful man; you are taken away. The colourful memories; is what we take away.
you're an amazing writer (:
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