we begin as a blue sky

taking in the summer sun

with white cotton candy clouds

as the sun sets

our horizon changes colors

and the white cotton candy

turns into a vibrant pink

winter comes

and our horizon is blue

and you decide

that blue isn’t your color

so you hide away

while i try

to keep our horizon together

with our clouds

changing colors

with every coming season

you only stay

for what is convenient

for you

our horizon

is falling apart

our cotton candy

is no longer sweet

while i

try to hold us


our clouds of color

are not genuine

so i must go

you can keep

your dull colors

for no one can recreate

the beauty we made together