once, i loved blue
salt on my tongue like a pill weighted heavy
galaxies painted on my skin like trophies
iron on my lips frozen over
gaze, down
i loved blue like i couldn't live without
a strong hold on my words
feet light as a feather
complacent, pliant, quiet
once, i loved blue
and love left a reflection on my skin
i left blue changed
(and nothing hurt more than
my mind begging to return)

28/12/2015. Written by Waad.