The thing about chameleoning your way through life is that it gets to where nothing is real.
The chameleon Love can feed on the air.
We are a kind of Chameleons, taking our hue - the hue of our moral character, from those who are about us.
I’m half chameleon, half camouflage, and wholly in love with you, though you’d never be able to see it.
I was always an unusual girl. My mother told me I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing due north, no fixed personality; just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean.