04-11-2017, 02:25 PM
Hue
I am a poem
of unrequited love,
the thought of a missed kiss
when it might have been possible,
a dream of what might have been,
a collection of atoms
with a sentimental heart—
and you were a colour I had never seen.
I am a poem
of unrequited love,
the thought of a missed kiss
when it might have been possible,
a dream of what might have been,
a collection of atoms
with a sentimental heart—
and you were a colour I had never seen.
