I am poetry
You are prose
I am the 7pm with my lips against yours
You are the 3am with me on your mind
I am the "if you love me let me go"
You are the "please stop leaving"
I am half said goodbyes
You are half said hellos
I am the rain against your window,
You are the sun burning my skin
I am blue
You are red
We touched and suddenly we became purple
But you have always loved green instead

FS