They are the colour orange. The orange of the sun rising and falling. The orange of warmth and coziness. The orange that not many people seem to like but you saw past that. You thought the sun stayed up forever. Once that sun set you saw why people didn’t like that colour and the warmth turns cold. You shiver not in consciousness of the temperature but the hurt of the truth and desperation for the sun to rise and the endless cycle to continue.









