Writing Prompt

If the ocean was red, Would trees still be green?

If my heart were blue, Would I love you more than me?

Daydreams are never as they seem, You must have known that to some degree?

My sparkling eyes, and my wild long hair, Have I suddenly become your worst nightmare?

If your eyes weren’t green, Would I have still fallen in love over afternoon tea?

If my crystal blue skies didn’t turn into gloomy shades of grey, Would you still have tossed my broken heart into the sea?

If the ocean was red, Would trees still be green? If my heart were blue, Would I love you more than me? If the sky’s were grey, Would things still be as they seem? If the sun was black, Would you still have taken everything you said back? If things appeared differently, Maybe life would have new meaning.

If the ocean was red, would the trees still be green ?

If my heart were blue, would I love you more than me?

I barley love myself , so your love is the last thing I need.

My tears can fill a river and my cries compose a symphony.

Demons walk by my side and they’re quick to commit a sin for me.

Just being a bystander doesn’t save you from the enemy.

But once I look into your eyes, the rest becomes history.

You make me want to love , you fill up my drained energy.

I don’t care what color the ocean is , and so what if your heart is blue.

I barley love myself , but I know I do love you.

That was the 10th note I found in my locker this month. Whoever was leaving them want to ketch my eye, and they did but whoever it was. That I could not figure out I hoped it was the cute guy from my art class but it was unlikely because he doesn’t even know that I exist.

”What are u doing standing at your locker the bell is going to ring,” someone says behind me making me jump back into reality. Turning around I look at jack well more like his chest because him being 6ft something and I being 5’5 in. I look up at his face and glare at him.

”why do you have to be so damn tall and don't sneak up on me like that”

”don't blame me for you being short and let's go we are going to be late for class and I don't want to get another detention from Mr. Kim”

”fine let's go,” I say to him grabbing my books I need shutting my locker, heading to class

”did you get another love note from your secret admirer,” he said with a grin

”yes, I just wish I could figure who it is I have no clue who it could be and it's making me mad yea know?” I say while we head to class not making eye contact with anybody but the floor leading my dumb self into a hard surface making me and all my stuff fall to the floor looking up to see what I hit I look I into the most breathtaking eyes I have ever seen.

”are you ok I am so sorry I should have been looking where I was going. do you need help up, can you stand?”

With that question, I stop my self from looking brain dead ”yeah I am fine” I get up from the ground dusting my self off and picking up my stuff from the ground. Looking back up finding mystery guy gone.

Who was he and why did he run off?

I had always loved you. I will always remember you as you were. As an angel. In my memories you will stand in the playground, aged 9, laughing. The lovely tinkling sound filling the air. It reminded me of the wind chime outside our house. You were standing in front of the sun looking like a goddess ringed in sunlight with your golden hair and amber eyes.

I loved you but never told you. And now your not here. "Goodnight my dear "

If the ocean was red Would the trees still be green? If my heart was blue would you still love me?

If the sky stayed pink As if the sun was going down Would the water rethink What colour it is now?

If fire was white Would buildings still burn Would smoke rise What would we learn

If the sun was black Would plants still grow If we couldn’t see the light Would there be a rainbow

Hoyle Lipton had had enough of being stuck inside. His advisers had advised he shouldn’t go outside but to Hoyle it didn’t matter now. What really did matter in the end? He left his big sitting room behind him and made his way over to the void. As he went he put a finger to his neck, pressing the button underneath his skin. The button would trigger the installed mechanics within his human body and prepare him for the conditions of the alien world: Larpoc. Hoyle then passed through the void and emerged on to the balcony of his embassy apartment. He stood there, one last time. Arms spread out, hands gripping the top of the safety barrier that was installed especially for him. He took in the view. The city below him. The buildings pink and grey, the light from the two suns sparkling. The forests of Goran behind, all dark yellow trees and birds of epic proportions and colours. To the left of this scene the ocean spread out and back as far as the eye could see. Unlike the gorgeous, blue oceans of Hoyle’s home planet earth, these oceans were red and foreboding. But all the more intriguing for it. As Hoyle Lipton took in these sights he heard a noise behind him. He turned and saw her and he fell in love all over again. Jio, her name was. A native of this planet. When Hoyle first arrived here ten years ago she was his counterpart in her planets government. They worked closely together to bring peace between their two planets. They failed. But they also fell in love. Their love was now forbidden but again, what did it matter in the end. Her shape was human shape but her colour was a light, glimmering blue. In Hoyle’s eyes she was absolutely stunning. He took her in his arms “I couldn’t leave” he said “not without you” “I have to stay, you know” she whispers to him. “Then we stay together, my heart beats blue with your blood now also. Stay together they do, holding each other, coming to terms with what’s about to happen. No words can be spoken now. Time is up.

Far from the gravity pull of the planet Larpoc a general gives an order. The assembled battle ships unleash their full power. Destroying the planet in seconds. All that remains is colour. Blue, red, green, purple and many more, dancing together in the fallout. Another planet falls to the brute and aggressive power of the battleworld: earth.

love is a funny thing. it twists, causes pain and heartache and all the things that come with a breakup

yet we strive for it we wish to get love in return for our love

we revel in the longing consider a heart malfunction - a heart skipping a beat - as cute

we change for our love without knowing the consequence. “if the ocean were red, would the trees still be green?” we ponder the outcome of what we’ll change. “if my heart were blue, would i love you more than me?”

I remember you asking me that question, it played on repeat in my mind. I thought about it day and night, only stopping to momentarily sleep before opening my eyes and it burning in my mind.

I wanted to give you an answer. I really tried my best to somehow give you a reasonable response and yet it looped continuously in my conscious for days.

I then went to you with the question, asking what it meant. You laughed in my face and told me it was just a stupid thing you saw on the internet and that you just want to see my reaction.

Then it dawned on me. I knew the answer all along.

“I think we should break up”