Purple,
Wonder, majesty, and enchantment doesn't
even begin to cover the feelings that I had the first time that I met you that only grew. The feeling was nameless, but as time went on it developed a name. Eponine, I adore
you…
~Riley

I love red or deep purple lips for events.

Yet I am stuck in the idea of romance, a dreamer; I want to actually fall in love with a man, then marry him

He thinks you're pretty." Genevieve yawned. "Guys always think you're pretty."

"Well people think you look like me," I
responded.

"They're only being nice." Her voice was hurt as she curled closer to me.

"They aren't being nice. You're beautiful, smart, and you know who you are. You're never afraid of saying what you believe in. I never want you to forget that, Genevieve," I spoke tenderly as I watched her eyes start to sag. "I love you, Genevieve.

I love purple because my name is Amethyst.

Love is just a word until you find that person to give it meaning