“rainbow is the distance of our two hearts” she would think
“rainbow is the curse….or bless? as our hearts always burst with love” she cant decide
every now and then she would go there behind the cloud and fill the pot with the content of her hearts so the rainbow wont die, so he can always reach out for her, or pick up the content of his heart as she always want to reach out for him.
every now and then she would go sitting at the corner behind the cloud to listen to the music he’s playing over the rainbow so she can stop weeping.
every now and then she would stare at the colors that radiates out of her chest in silence with a shield on her hand….
“will he be lost without me?” she would ask