I want you to be the paint that drips on my canvas
our bodies brush to create something beautiful

Go into space-

Where are

The

Boundaries?

you will never be forgotten.
ever.
your name twisted into metaphors and colors and distractions will forever
be painted across pages and pages of her favorite brand of notebook,
no matter how many she burns
there will always be one she forgot,
and she will only find it once she had almost forgotten you.
she will find the one Papyrus notebook
and all of your metaphors and colors and disractions will come flooding back,
just like how the ocean in your eyes
flooded her heart all those years ago.

Blue rain
we were stuck in a daze
once out
we forgot all about it

Grey rain
the loved we carried
evaporated
it'll always be living

Pink rain
when I first saw a new pair of eyes
I thought maybe this time

Orange rain
it fell apart
landed at my feet
thousands of possibilities
draining

Green rain
this evil sensation
is different
it's my turn to destroy
someone

white rain
my feet reach the end of his bed
his innocence is slowly leaving
out the door

black rain
it's a shame
several colors
gone to waste
wait another year
another blue moon

red rain will fall soon