He'd sing along to the midnight songs. She'd turn the other way. He'd run and run to get away. She'd stay. Time would fly in their eyes, both dreaming up at the night sky. All it takes is one day to change a world of what they see. When they both come to meet under the blue umbrella.
Artist The only description of her The way her eyelashes glitter In the shining sunlight The way her pale face Is angled to imperfection In a captivating way Where you have to feel every curve Every indent on her cheeks
The way her wrists are stained With the color of her hair A raw red Exploding into the world Exposing her From all the rest
It's just a shame That art is only admired After it's lifespan is gone
The worst part Of loving someone so deeply Is that when it's all over There's a piece of them in you Forever There's always a drop of love Even if it's mixed with rage.