the rain at the end gets me. everything is already sad and then it rains.
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I wore green for our date, I received the sad news that you wouldn't be coming. It's always been like this, from the very first moment. One life begins, and another is interrupted. I'm crying now in the city park, forest green, blonde hair. They told me the night would be peaceful, that's what they promised. On our second date, I wore violet, and I knew you wouldn't be coming. "No time for me, no time" for changes – that's what you used to say. I'm crying now in the city park, fores
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the rain at the end gets me. everything is already sad and then it rains.
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I wore green for our date,
I received the sad news that you wouldn't be coming.
It's always been like this, from the very first moment.
One life begins, and another is interrupted.
I'm crying now in the city park,
forest green, blonde hair.
They told me the night would be peaceful,
that's what they promised.
On our second date, I wore violet,
and I knew you wouldn't be coming.
"No time for me, no time" for changes –
that's what you used to say.
I'm crying now in the city park,
forest green, blonde hair.
They told me the night would be peaceful,
that's what they promised.
Blue tears streaming down my shirt
forest green.
They said the night would be peaceful for us.
The sky darkened, the rain fell.
I've always been strong like an olive tree,
but unlucky.
Blue tears streaming down my green shirt.
One life begins, and another is interrupted.
Blue tears, forest green shirt,
blond hair.
Crying on the bench, with my hair as blonde as the sun
and blue tears streaming down my green shirt,
becoming a true dense Amazon rainforest.
Forest green and blue tears – Judson Kaique, July 25, 2026.
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what i recognise here is the waiting. you get good at it after a while and it doesn't get lighter.
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the blonde hair and green shirt keep coming back and i hate that i feel that
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are you actually strong like an olive tree or is that what you tell yourself?
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i copied down "one life begins and another is interrupted" into my notebook. that line stays with you.
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is this always happening or is it a memory? the way it repeats makes me wonder
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the rain at the end gets me. everything is already sad and then it rains.
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this just hits different every time you read it 💔
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why green and blue specifically? like does the color come first or does the feeling come first and then you're looking for the right color?
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