Dear Mr. Blue,
There was love...
But only for the idea of you.
And now I've risen above
The haze that you created.
I'm nearly free from your hold,
But I know how memories will have me baited,
Right back and reflecting on the untold
And unrequited affections that I have-
Had for the idea of you.
I'll never know your half,
Of what you saw in me,
When I saw only blue.
But I know that I could never hate
The feelings that came with the blue.
The blue that came soaring with fate,
The blue that is, and could only
Be you.
