Blue

I grew thinking blue was the best color.

And of course, I still do.

The sky on a sunny day, and even the beautiful oceans and seas.

I wanted everything that color. My clothes and even a shoe.

I see many things are designed in my color.

Facebook being one of them.

Every time I wrote a status, I’d smile.

I feel like it would be crazy to meet my soul mate there.

Ask him “What’s your phone number?” Then smile and dial.

How crazy is it that I live in New York?

Even the NYC Giants sport the perfect color blue.

It used to mean you're sad but I sure don't believe that is true.