Love

That night in the car Still haunts me to this day. We said our goodbyes, Nothing more to say. Then, as we rode back, on top of the roof, The rain began to chatter.

Muffins asleep on his lap, Ida stares from the sofa

Too young, as I was then, to know the true meaning of love...

The brush glided across the blank canvas, enveloping it in a torrent of color. Cerulean blues, ruby reds, burnt oranges, magentas, and emerald greens replaced the white that was once present.