He had a voice that looked like lavender and a heart that sang like a violin. His eyes smelled of chocolate candy canes and made the dull street lamps of the streets in my heart shatter. I remember it as clear as a cloudy day, and as vibrant as a mud stain on a black shirt. He was perfectly awful, one of my best mistakes because he taught me how to love. Closing my blind eyes to what reality is and instead flashing me with what it could be. For some reason, I cannot decide what emotion he brings out of me however i think i Red him.