#himandme

As I sit patiently waiting for the bus

I imagine what it would be like to speak to you

once again

We discuss art and architecture and poetry

and you’re peaceful

so peaceful

that’s what sticks with me

the sense of stillness that you bring

as if nothing’s truly wrong

and the world can only inspire perfection.

Your eyes are piercing and bright

I wonder what it would feel like to wake up everyday

being loved by them, maybe in some other life

Blue.

Blue is the color I remember from the moment I first met you.

It wasn't the color of your eyes, no. Not exactly anyway. Not the color of the shirt you wore that day either. But for some reason, blue was all I saw everywhere that day.

From the car honking down the street and the dress of that lady in the window to the kid wearing skates and the ocean making waves, blue, blue, blue. It was all just blue.

I had never noticed it in so many places before until that day. And I guess that's what never let me forget about you.

Everywhere I went, everything always screamed blue.

Everything still screams blue. But the most deafening ones now are the silent screams of my blue heart.

It's never been this blue. Oh so very, very blue.

The love I had for you never needed an answer,

it took me so long to realise that

Your name was carved inside my heart way before you ever held me

and it’s still there now, long after you’ve left me -

I get it now.