Blue
Like the shade of the sky
Blue
Like his eyes that stared into mine
Blue
Like the rain that poured down on us
Blue
Like the umbrella he opened without a fuss
Blue
Like the flowers that grew on the path we walked on
Blue
Like his frost bitten lips as he spoke
Blue
Like the tears that fell down my cheeks
Blue
Like the feeling that struck when he left
Blue
I became as I realized
He would never come back again
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Poetry➸ lucid thoughts of a wandering mind At daylight, at twilight and at midnight
