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Colors - April Smith

I’ll wear your colors my dear 

Until you’re standing right here 

Next to the one who adores you 

Whose heart is beating for you 

Like a lighthouse guides

A shipwrecked sailor safely from the sea

I’ll wear your colors til you come back home to me

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Train of thought: England goes to war again and John is called to serve. Sherlock, never knowing how to show his emotions, hides any signs of sadness over John’s imminent departure. He denies all feelings of loneliness, longing, etc. until John leaves. Then, in the privacy of his now empty rooms, Sherlock begins to mope. He eventually develops an attachment to everything that John used to wear and even starts to wear John’s jumpers because it brings him a curious sense of comfort. When John returns, he is greeted with a Sherlock dressed in one of his old sweaters, looking quite awkward because John’s clothes are much too loose for Sherlock’s lanky body. But John says nothing because he understands. Sherlock has missed him.

 

(…just a silly doodle for a silly thought)