Yellow is using her for a pillow. Yellow is when she runs her hands though your hair. Yellow is the color of the flowers that surround the two of you. Yellow is the sound of the wind whistling through the empty field you find yourself in. Yellow is the colour of the sun, too bright so you close your eyes against it. Yellow is the warmth you get from being still for so long in the sun. Yellow is wanting to stay that way. Yellow is her voice when she begins to sing, quietly at first and then louder as she goes on. Yellow is wishing she'd never stop. Yellow is existing in this peaceful moment where no one else exists but you. Yellow is wishing it would never end.