Her Favorite Color Was Yellow

by Edgar Holmes

“you talk about me like i’m some kind of goddess. and maybe you see me that way sometimes. but remember that i am flawed, i’m just a human being, and i don’t belong on a pedestal. let them know about my flaws, let them know the ways i’ve hurt you, let them know that i was never perfect. because that’s what love is. imperfect. love is two people accepting each others’ imperfections and making it work no matter what. that’s the kind of love we have- something real, something true, something human.”