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
I
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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