• mma_eagles_eyes 6w

    Blue as the sky

    I would stare at the sky for long when I was little, wanting to touch it's blue, I always felt sad and since I couldn't I surrounded myself with blue, the ones I could touch.
    Growing up, I found out blue was also a feeling, then I realized you made me blue when you leave just like the sky made me feel blue when I couldn't touch it.
    The sky I think is probably blue because it's lonely just like me and just like the sky I have my clouds, they either haunt or beautify me