I've been both
the yellow that Van Gogh swallowed
to taste joy
and the grey that he mixed more
to feel the night sky.
I'm born in the extremes:
joy and grief,
dark and light,
a love letter and a heart unloved:
you'd think it makes me
difficult to love.
If you ask me, I'd say,
"I don't know,
because I don't care.
All I know is, I fall easy in love.
And that's all that mattered to me."
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