Blue Job

They say that black is the saddest color.

I say it’s blue.

Blue reminds you of a person’s favorite color – someone who brought rainbow to your rain.

But just like after every rain, the rainbow may appear but it doesn’t always stay.

It is blue when it reminds you of someone who disappeared but wear it anyway.

I say it’s blue.

Just like the calming blue skies.

Sometimes accompanied by the sun’s beaming light.

That when all you want to do is stare and appreciate its being, it sting your eyes and you sometimes cry.

I say it’s blue.

When everything looks fine, you fight the feeling inside.

I say it’s blue.

When black seemed to be no tomorrow, blue is reaching for the next days that can be full of sorrows.

— Joyce Fugnit

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