Ashley: “Spence, I know I’m hot, but I have something to show you.”

Spencer: “Huh?”

Ashley: “Stop looking at my boobs babe.”

Spencer began to, for the second time turn that bright shade of red.

Spencer: “Sorry.”

Ashley: “Haha its fine. I look too.” Chuckling at Spencer’s agape mouth Ashley then began to open the paper in her hand as she talked. “Those three days kept me pretty busy and I wrote a lot of stupid shit, but this one is my favorite. It’s still not the greatest, but it’s my favorite so, here.”

Ashley smoothed out the piece of paper as best as she could and handed it to Spencer with a worried smile on her face. She was afraid of the response that she was about to get but pushed that aside as Spencer began to read her scribbled writing.

“I am the red in the rose

The flowers on the blankets on your bedroom floor

And I am the grey in the ghost

That hides with your clothes

Behind your closet door

I am the green in the grass

That bends back from underneath your feet

And I am the blue

In your back alley view

Where the horizon and the rooftops meet

If you cut me I suppose I would bleed

The colors of the evening stars

You can go anywhere you wish

Cuz I’ll be there wherever you are

I will always be your case

When we are lost in the technicolor phase

I am the black in the book

The letters on the pages that you memorize

And I am the orange in the overcast

A color that you visualize

I am the white in the walls

That soak up all the sound when you cannot sleep

And I am the peach

And the starfish on the beach

That wished the harbor wasn’t quite so deep

If you cut me I suppose I would bleed

The colors of the evening stars

You can go anywhere you wish

Cuz I’ll be there wherever you are”

Ashley had her head down the entire time Spencer read her feelings from the little black ink covering the page. Little, physically but very big figuratively speaking, as those words she confessed are telling Spencer that she’ll always be with her, no matter where she is or where she goes, she will always be there, and that was a big step for someone who hadn’t cared for many people in her 17 years of life, a huge commitment that she was willing to do and confess.