There's blue in my eyes
even though they're green.
That shows how deeply you
touched me,
how sad
I have been.
💙
And there's blue in my words
even when I sound yellow.
That speaks about black holes that
swallowed me in,
Oh, how sad
I have been.
💙
There's blue in my heart
even if they can't see it.
That's to pretend my heart's the same;
unlike him.
Oh, but how sad
I have been.
YOU ARE READING
After He Left
PoetryAfter you left, I wrote you poems that you'll never get to read. Now you're still gone and I'm still writing the words you never got to hear. -------------- The poems are somehow connected, although they can be read alone. This book was actually in...
