It’s the color of the sky where I first met you,

That cloudy night 

in the city with 

string 

lights. 

 

It’s the color of the Arch I stood by 

when 

first 

saw 

you, 

and we walked side by side 

with our nerves bumping hands. 

 

It’s the weather, 

pounding on the car as I looked you in the eye

And prepared to say goodbye.

 

Grey. 

 

Is the color of 

“Poor Connection”

When you ask how I am

 

It’s your sweatshirt that night on facetime, 

We said,

I

Love

  You.

 

It’s the color of airports 

That have seen our reunions 

 

Grey.

 

Is the color of 

Tears 

And 

Vows that we’ll make it

 

It’s the color of nights

You’re 

Not 

Here

 

It’s the color I see when I’m wrapped in 

your arms, 

 

When I scrunch my eyes shut 

‘Cause it feels like a dream

 

Grey. 

 

Is the color of missing you. 

 

Grey. 

 

Is how much I love you. 

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