Dear Blue,
I have been trying to contact you for some time, but you kept changing your name. I looked you up under Cobalt, Azure, Cyan and Sky and eventually found you under Cerulean, which sounds very posh for you, but I guess you had your reasons for choosing it.
I just wanted to say that I know that the time has come for me to accept that we are no longer compatible, we no longer complement each other and I am very sad about that.
Long ago when we matched—your Blue with my Pink—we thought we would be together for ever. But you started to stray, you chose other colours; you took up with Green—although everyone said you two should never be seen together—and then with White, anaemic and uninteresting, but you obviously thought it would be okay for a while, and then, sadly for me, you met Orange—they are also on the spectrum and an opposite to you, but you clearly match.
With one last chance to make you see the error of your ways and return to be my pairing, I want to tell you that I do understand that the time for us may have passed. I will always be Pink—even though I went North for a holiday and sunned myself into a warmer rosy-Pink before I started to turn into Cerise and knew I had to come home—but I know I am better pale, especially beside my friend Grey—they agree it is a better look for me.
I may not be your best colour anymore, I understand that, but if you could just see that we once enhanced each other so well and we went together in many, many ways—alternating on name cards in new-borns’ cribs, on shelves of kiddies clothes, even on side-by-side lavatory doors in the pub… before they started drawing pictures of Lord and Lady Nelson instead—who unfortunately were colourless in every way.
If you had chosen Red, I might have understood your decision—hot and vibrant, I always thought—but frankly, Red is just interested in attracting buyers to the middle shelf in the supermarket and not for the long term. I guess you found that out quite quickly.
But Orange? Did you know this is the one that I really did not like? We met a couple of times in the past and I was antagonist from the start, so I am so sorry that they have been your choice.
I hope it works out for you, I really do, but honestly, I have my doubts. Times change, fashions change, and I should change too—and I might even mix with Black and make a shade that others will love and embrace… I will just wait my time.
Be happy with Orange, although it troubles me and always will, but if you ever want to connect with me you will find me under Rose Cerise in Amaranth Town.
Yours always, Pink.