A drop of the universe,
the universe unknown.
Made up of a part of you
that I wish you'd never shown.
Out of all the blues I've seen,
yours I'll never forget.
But seeing your other colors,
I always will regret.
I could ask you to stay,
but you would just say no,
yet because of that stunning blue of yours,
I'll always love you so.
YOU ARE READING
|midnight thoughts|
Poetrya collection of midnight thoughts, a collection of small voices that are desperate to be heard. -trigger warning- cover by @CNS2004 #135 on 1/12/17
