Blue is the color of the sky when you went for a walk that Saturday morning. It's the shade of the jeans you wore one too many times. It is the comfort of a December breeze. Blue is the day he let go of your hand. It's what you felt when he drove away even though you asked him to stay. It's crying on your favorite movie when you've watched it a thousand times. It's the color of the shirt he wore on your first date. Blue is the ice inside your soul, keeping you cold on sleepless nights. Blue is seeing him happy with another.
