Your ink was every shade
of blue the mind can taste,
just like my eyes. My mind
was a glass rainbow shattered
across the floor. Your's a
never-ending galaxy of inspiration -
ebony like my favorite pen.
The more we tried to capture
each other our failed attempts
and gorgeous scribbles only
brought us closer to being able
to truly define ourselves.I know you're not around
I hope you found yourself,
and just so you knowI still love you.
I've only ever loved you.And I like to think
you just died saving me.
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