Pisces

Before I knew it, I had fallen in love with the dark.

I used to be devoted to white, but later I realized that white was too pure to contain even the slightest hint of another color, making it seem false.

After the weary sun clocks out, I draw the curtains and enjoy the quiet alone in my cold house.

In a world so dark I can’t see my hand in front of me, there’s no color in my eyes but black. I brew a cup of coffee and breathe in its aroma. It can keep me company all night, without my having to close my eyes…

My days in junior high are over…