Blue

it's the feeling when the last chords of your favourite song ends,

when the room is perfectly quiet

and perfectly still.

it’s his eyes at midnight

when the only light is from the streetlight above you

and your heart pounding in your chest,

because he’s promising you forever

it’s the beach at noon

when the sea and sky blend into one

and the horizon stretches into your soul.

it's the tears when you lose him.

and the skies when you find yourself.

its the opening chords of dawn

and the final chorus of dusk.