There was absolutely nothing. No me. No sky. And no Blue. There was nothing. No dark, no light. No blind, no sight. Yes, Babbling is a friend of mine, but I'm not using him here. Blue. Blue. Blue. All I could think, was Blue. I said there was no me, and you might find it a contradiction, but it isn't. You can still think if there is no you. Riddles, riddles, riddles. Boy, Blue did love riddles.
I can explain. I can explain everything. But, it could take a while. So, maybe grab a snack. With a story so long, you may never forget. Never forget...
Blue was a boy. A nice, clean, comfortable boy. Well, at least, he would've been. Blue was like the sky. Like the labels on DASANI plastic water bottles. He was like the... the world's oceans! But... he never got recognized for it. There was nothing to recognize. 529Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNLvQkt3ire
I should have tried harder to bring him into the world. But I know he doesn't blame me. He wanted me to forgive myself. It made me upset, to know I was worrying him. He wouldn't have been worried if I just tried harder. Sometimes, not every sky is Blue. Not every water bottle label is Blue. And not every ocean is Blue. 529Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYbQ5aIy4rH
It's hard to blame yourself for the sky not being Blue, or the ocean not being Blue. Because it's out of your control. But, it's the things we don't have control over that we blame ourselves the most for.529Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ51nZuYocRv
Blue. Blue. Blue. All I can think is you.
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