The damp rain was so depressing. It consisted of non-existing colors so untrue. The world had turned dull and momochrome, colors fading and fluttering away. I never thought it'd become so lonely. A place with no colors. Not even the sight of dark, livid colors showed themselves in this unearthly monochrome. It was like the world was never truly real. It was like something beyond those colorless skys watched for entertainment, drowning in a wave of glorious pride. The street was so cold as I walked down, watching the world's beauty crumble and whisk away into the colorless wind. The once so beautious grace had turned into stiff walks that my feet tried to refuse to carry. Even I had been consumed by the blank dulling. The others left me in the rain, letting me watch it all fall apart.

A leaf floated pass me and I looked up when my eyes saw a pop of a new color. It was a trick. The leaf just blended in with the non-exisent colors of lies. I should've known. The colors were just fading into nothingness. I continued to walk down the street with heavy, stiff steps, wishing the colors would stop fluttering away. Soon, I came across a blank house and stopped. I looked up to a familiar place. It looked so….indifferent. Just another part of the monochrome world. But the boy that lived there. He was so understanding and emitted a bright aura of colors so lovely it made me joyous. Yet he was consumed too. He was now nothing. Just another part of this monochrome world. So dull and blank even as I cried and begged him to stay when they tried to leave me in this depressing world. But he pulled away and went with the others, so fitting to the toneless place.

I was the only one who fought not to be taken by the beast of colorlessness, but still in the end it stayed the same: cold and blank. It just fluttered away. Why? The blank tears touched my cheeks and I raised my hand to the wetness. I didn't feel any sort of emotion or feeling though. They seemed foreign and hated on my skin, a dull plague.

The colors would never come back. I realise that, but why did they dissolve into nothingness in front of me, unreachable. Even when I used to dream, the colors vanished, leaving nothing behind. The links of 'life' had been destroyed by some unknown force. And yet, people still found a way to follow the broken links, blindly destroying more things.

I still couldn't find them when I left that part of the monochrome world. The colors. They're unreachable; untouchable. I continue to try to send some fragment to some place where time couldn't twist or reach it. Yet the colors will never return. I have begged for the links not to break or tear, but they ignored my pleas and floated away. Just a monochrome world everyone could reach, but never really touch. One day, I hope to reach it and make it flutter away like the colors, but nothing could change its indifferent mind. It was simply untouchable. So, I hope one day, it becomes reachable like the elegant colors that once blessed this earth, but hope is no longer a helpful option. It too became, well, hopeless. It was nothing. Everything was reached and changed into nothing. Everything was just a copy of one another. But every image stung and bit at me. It still hurts. You just walked away with the others. It still hurts. Out of all the colorless nothingness, you were that soft shade of blue; so calming and fluent. But just like the other colors, you fluttered away.

I collapsed down into the dirt and let the worthless tears fall down, the once refreshing, saltly taste becoming bitter and foreign. I couldn't feel the phyiscal pain when even the monochrome world went away, just wanted you to know. The colors had completely went away, the blood the same color as the dirt it dripped on. I didn't feel it though. I still wished you hadn't followed that crowd.

You hurt me.

I just wanted you to keep your promise. But that's too much to ask for, isn't it? I'm sorry if you couldn't do that. But I still miss you and those colors you weaved everytime you smiled. I hope to see you once again. To see that soft shade of blue once again is my dream. But I cannot reach dreams yet. But for you, I'd fight as I once thouht you would also do for me. For you, whenever I look into the blank mirror to see an equally unmoved face I will try to smile to make the colors you did.

Maybe if I please you, you'll come and join me in this horrible world, unmoving and dull as I. We could become a colorless pair. I'm sorry though if I can't reach that goal either. But this colorless world has no goals for me, so I shall make my own.

I realise that you and I are different. I realise that whenever you smiled, I'd grin and laugh at whatever you were smiling at, no matter how much my laughing annoyed you. I realise I was the small, laughable girl and you were the handsome, nice boy. Your grins reached me when others couldn't. It seemed that you actually tried to smile for me. But I'm so sorry for being useless.

Just come back, and help me walk alone in this horrible world. Please, come back. If not for me, for the colors.

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