Where Are My Words?

blue grey

August 25, 2018.
8:32pm.
driving 60 in a 55.
heading home.
to a place where you are not.
the moon is large in the sky.
the sky reminds me of your eyes.

blue grey.

reminds me of the movie dates.
back row.
in the corner.
move the arm rest.
let me lean.
the screen gleaming across your face.
same color of this sky.

reminds me of prom.
green lights in the night.
shining on your face.
through the windshield of the car.
as the radio plays our song.
and your lips sing along.
i smile.

knowing that blue grey.
represents you.

reminds me of bed.
where the room is dull.
but lights are on.
and the pictures on the wall.
the painting I made you.
all look down upon us.
the smell of you.
so subtle and kind.
and your shirt the soft color.
of the sky this night.

and the moon is pink.
hidden in blue grey.

reminds me of those weekends.
feeling your pale pink skin.
holding your face.
staring into blue grey.
as you felt me.
and loved me.

reminds me of the comfort.
I found in you.
when I grew worried.
that I wasn't enough.
and blue grey streamed.
down by puffy light pink cheeks.
and you held me.
seeing me cry made your blue grey.
become swallowed by pink.
and water filled your eyes.
like rain filling the clouds.

thinking of rain on this night.
makes it so much harder.
to be without you.

you are the blue grey sky.
I see tonight.
but I wish you were here with me.
to understand what I mean.
when I say.
I love you.
like the night sky.
during a lonely drive.