Bland potential.

Things were smooth

He was nothing more than a friend

In the same space but unblended

Then out of nowhere things got rough

He became thoughts of ‘we’

Like chunks of ice thrown into the mix to create a different texture

He was now blended into my mind

Etched into the words I spoke and the way I act

Blissful metal blades pushed us together

Allowing me to feel more than I intended

I could smile like before but felt the world inside my body

Explosions of stars could not compare to what was inside me

My cheeks showed weakness, splotched with red

Every time so different but just as beautiful

Life was bland, now it’s bursting with colors

Colors that paint my life in every way I could never imagine

Hues that were non-existent are now my favorite