I feel like I haven't updated in a while, so here it is! I'm sorta lacking my usual spunk (idk im just not into it due to vacation) so I'm trying something a little different! This is based off something we did in English class so the idea credit goes to some random person on the interwebs. Enjoy~ I DON'T OWN POKEMON

Blue

Most people associate the color blue with dejected feelings. Break ups. Depression.

Steven was born with blue hair, pale gunmetal eyes; blue was everywhere. He just didn't appreciate it enough. He liked it. Blue isn't always a sad color.

It was her eyes, like twinkling stars or shimmering sapphires.

The color of the ocean, her favorite place. She would just stand in the sea, letting the waves fold themselves around her thin legs, feeling the sand and gravel sink into her toes.

The first time he took her to a party, it was the color of her long flowing dress. Curtains of aqua satin twirled around her as he spun her around and around, both of them laughing and melting into each other.

She wore ugly blue scrubs the time she went to see him in the hospital. They were too big for her; puffy and almost transparent fabric around her small frame. Her eyes shone like crystals under a magnified glass, narrowed at him when she walked into his room. He didn't have a good excuse for why he fell and hit his head while searching for stones in a dark cave without telling her or going with anybody. He simply shrugged and gave her a sheepish smile while she glared daggers into him.

He only saw blue the first time they were away from each other. He faked smiles at business meetings, doing his best to be professional when in reality, he had a heavy lump in his chest. He wanted to call her, to have her voice soothe him, but hearing her speak made his chest heavier. He just wanted to be with her, to touch her and know that she was really there with him. They were away, but under the same blue sky.

Rain wasn't exactly blue, but he knew May loved it. She said rain made things softer, giving an outline to harsh things. It made the world blurry and unfocused, it was like time was being stopped, just locking them into the moment. Every time it rained, he wanted to be with her, so they could be locked together in every moment.

She liked blue candies, the ones that turned her pink tongue blue and her teeth violet. She reminded him of a six year old child, one with a goofy smile, sticking out her tongue at him. He could only chuckle at her childishness because only she could look so cute and innocent in their world of corruptness.

The stone on her engagement ring was a sapphire, one that matched the color of her eyes. Carved into a tiny heart, surround by a band of pure silver. A glistening ring resting on the fourth finger of her left hand. Only her ring didn't shine as much as the smile on her face when he proposed.

Ehh I'm not exactly digging this one but I was lacking inspiration. Please continue to read and review! Thanks for all the support!