And yet all i can do is think of you
I wander into the heavens, for it's where i was when you used to hold me.
The smell of your skin invades my nostrils
I could just bite my tongue thinking of your hands , just making their way behind my back to my waist.
My breath quickens at the simple thought of your raw flesh on mine, just looking at you added up 10 years to my age, whereas being with you , i felt like 10.
I longer for your hand in mine.
Everything seems fine, what i miss is just your heartbeat against mine.
Purple and blue patches never looked so good on anyone , the smell of blue , always tasted better on you .
Blue , was never the color of your eyes but , blue was the aura that you left trailing behind as you passed along the scene.
Blue, was the darkest shade of the depths of your mind .
Blue is what the sky looked like when I thought of you , neverknown , is as blue as a feeling could have got to the point where ,blue there was i , pacing and vague had i been , all along a mirage an illusion i had seen.
Only if , had i never awoken from that dream , might i still have been , not quite intirely bonkers , but just mad at the slightest.
And oh yes , blue it's, where was i again? Yes completely lost without you , or any imagery from back then.
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