you’re red like the flags on your wall,
you’re red like the pajamas you wore last time you called,
you’re red like the notification i get on Snapchat,
you’re red just like i am when you don’t reply back,
and i am a deep blue, it leaks out in my words
my stagnant navy is so glaringly insecure,
there is an aura of dusk that i tuck into free space
in a desperate attempt to be your favorite shade
it’s sad, but it’s true, we’re just too far apart
i can’t make you blue if you’re red in your heart
but you make me wish I wasn’t blue, you make me want to try
I wish I could explain it. I wish I knew why.
you make me wish I was yellow, you make me feel like I could be;
you’ve brought out the golden hour inside me