Colours

Black was the colour

Of the ink you used to write me notes,

Of the shoes we had to wear in school,

Of the hair I used to mess up almost daily.

Blue was the colour

Of the ink I used to reply your notes,

Of the drink you spilled on me,

Of the pencilcase you claimed was yours.

Purple was the colour

Of the flower you picked for me,

Of the shoelaces I wore to school,

Of the pendent you bought me.

Yellow was the colour

Of the shoelaces you wore to school,

Of the highlighter we bought together,

Of the sun that shone when I was with you.