Blue
Are my days with you not around
Withering, in the silent nights, for the lack of your sound.
Gone
Are the days you held me so tight
Comforting me to no end, rendering everything alright.
Sore
Are my eyes, walking down the memory lane
Dancing to the tune of habit, I might as well go insane.
Hope
Is all that’s left, praying the dreams come true
Mending the cracks, completing me, as if u were my glue.