Blue was the color of the skies
Littered by fireworks,
Our hopes and dreams
When I met you
One midsummer’s night
There was blue in your hazel
Behind the windows of your eyes
You cover the raindrops
In curtains and blinds
So beautiful when you smile
Flowers bloomed in my garden
A meadow of roses blue
I didn’t know what they would mean
It didn’t matter
As long as I had you
Stripped bare of our armor
Your soul was blue
Dented in battle and bruised
Did it ever bring you comfort
When mine was too?
Day by day the autumn comes
The orange bright and pure
Our sunsets were spent
With empty spaces and hearts
‘Til my orange became blue
In your absence, I was white
Littered with streaks of blue
I wouldn’t long for hazel eyes
Or sunsets bright in hue
For my favorite color since then
Has only, and always been you
Feb 5, 2018
Feb 5, 2018 at 10:27 PM UTC
Blue was the color of the skies
Littered by fireworks,
Our hopes and dreams
When I met you
One midsummer’s night
There was blue in your hazel
Behind the windows of your eyes
You cover the raindrops
In curtains and blinds
So beautiful when you smile
Flowers bloomed in my garden
A meadow of roses blue
I didn’t know what they would mean
It didn’t matter
As long as I had you
Stripped bare of our armor
Your soul was blue
Dented in battle and bruised
Did it ever bring you comfort
When mine was too?
Day by day the autumn comes
The orange bright and pure
Our sunsets were spent
With empty spaces and hearts
‘Til my orange became blue
In your absence, I was white
Littered with streaks of blue
I wouldn’t long for hazel eyes
Or sunsets bright in hue
For my favorite color since then
Has only, and always been you