My blue crayon

Dear, 

        You were like my blue crayon, whatever i had to draw, i started with you, for first i had to fill my sky with blue.. once you were there, i could fill it with colors.. at times a rainbow of my dreams, other times i could paint the birds that flew high..
sometimes it was with a bright sun and sometimes it was all clouds and rain.. but there was always blue!

At times my thoughts were vast and deep, i couldnt give words to it, but i could always draw the sea with blue..yes at times it was calm, and at times there was a little storm..at times people played on the beach, at times it was lonely with a palm tree..
and finally when i was sad i'd draw tears with blue..
But it was always blue!
I love fishes, truly adore them.. i drew them with blue water all around..

and though you thought  only the sun or the rainbow were admired, it was just the fishes i loved, i dont think you knew but it all could be drawn only on the blue..

I dont know when and why you didnt want to be blue, i couldnt understand what went wrong, why you'd want to be the sun or the rainbow.. i didnt know what to do, a blue sun didnt go well in the painting!

All i can say is, its your choice if you dont want to be the blue in my paintings, but since you left, the only color left with which i can draw my skies with is black..and its really dark, i cant draw any sun, birds, clouds, rainbows, fishes with the black..

So if you thought you were not important or went unnoticed, all my paintings are incomplete without you.

Fishes without the blue water around are just dead fishes.
I am sad, but i cannot even draw the tears without you, my blue crayon!

What do i do with the rest of the colors ?
I miss you!