The claim of blue

When did your favorite color become red?

I remember a time when it was blue

And I wanted to be just like you

So I wanted blue too

But I chose green because blue belonged to you.

You said it was yours

And in my child eyes you had more rights to blue.

So afterwards I would never chose anything to do with blue.

Blue was yours.

You danced all through your youth.

And when you did it was more than a dance.

When you danced to me it seemed amazing.

You did it so often as a little girl I deemed it a part of you

Much like blue.

I remember you laughing.

I remember your dedication to beating the games we all played together

But you more than me.

I was never good enough to be part of the game like you were.

I knew this but I still played because I loved it.

I loved playing with you and our brothers

Even though I mostly watched,

Even though I lost a thousand times.

I don’t play anymore.

The games changed much like you.

But I remember you having your favorite character

She was like blue and she was yours.

My girl was green and I chose her because I came to love that color.

I would choose green above all other colors.

Green is mine.

You have always been bold and just you.

You were awesome, and blue was you.

Yet as I grew from the child that chose green

Blue was always sacred.

It was sacred because it was yours.

My favorite colors were once Green, Blue, and red.

I grew and changed and my colors changed as well.

Green, Blue, Silver, and Black.

Yet to me there is no more beautiful color than an emerald Green.

It takes my breath.

And yes Blue is still my second favorite color.

Maybe the thought was ingrained that blue was yours

And that’s why it will never move past second place.

Blue is yours.

I love green more than I love blue.

I just do.

Just like when I think of you…

I think of dancing.

I think of those video games.

I think of blue.

I can’t think of red.

But that’s what you said.

That your favorite color is red.

I don’t understand why that happened.

It hit me like a shock.

It came out of the blue.

Like when you stopped dancing.

Like when stopped playing video games.

Like when you married.

I don’t remember when you stopped dancing.

I don’t remember when you stopped playing games.

But I still I connect these things to you,

Much like blue.

I listened to those words, your words as you said you liked red.

And I thought when did your favorite color become red?

I thought it was blue.

But listen to me now because I realize that though you said red was your favorite, it is not yours.

You can’t claim Red like you claimed blue.

You can’t release you’re claim on blue.

Because we are not children anymore,

I don’t care what color you prefer.

I can use whatever color of rainbow I want

And Green would still be mine.

Like still when I think of you I think of blue.

Because blue is yours.