It was summer when I first saw you,
And like beauty, you were fleeting.
It was unbelievable, how essential you became
Too scared to admit it, too young to see how wrong it was yet how right it could have been.
Sometimes when it rains, I remember feeling of pink engulfing me
You'd pour out that pastel colour from an undying source
On other times, I remember the feeling of lightening running through my veins
You'd made me Midas and gold was ubiquitous
Excessively eccentric, exponentially ecstatic
You were a light that blinded
The yang that would eat the yin
Yet I am always awestruck
Forever grateful and forever moved
This is your final cheer
And I am finally free.
