Color of Emotion: Red
...I want you to know how much you mean to me. While you've moved on, I remain in this fantasy of you loving me. The harder I try to come back to reality, the more stationary my wings become. I hate that my heart and mind disagree. Mind knows we just weren't meant to be, but Heart thinks you'll come to your senses someday. I hate you because I love you too much to let you break my heart. But then again, I love you because I hate the thought of one day forgetting what it feels like to be in love.