blue:

the profound color of sorrow,

the calm before the storm, 

and the color of my lips as i scream into the cold night air.

why did i have to lose her?

she was the color blue,

the kind of pale blue that blurred in front of your eyes;

the kind of soothing blue that painted the walls of my heart

before she was 

g o n e.

she vanished in an infinitesimal second:

the clock tick, tick, ticked, 

and she left,

forever.

in that fleeting moment,

the effervescent blue inside my heart turned a dismal navy.

there is blue, blue, blue all around me;

so beautiful,

and yet so indescribably melancholy.