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Blue

By Parker S EurichPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
Her
Photo by Ed Leszczynskl on Unsplash

Its close to black, but its not.

It would be red...

Red for all the days I thought of you, long after you were gone.

Red for all the nights I still stay up crying, missing you.

Red for the color of my Blood in my dreams when I die in your arms.

Red for the color of my future Wife's face, when I tell her I still think about you.





Red for the color of the sunsets that we missed... will miss.

Red for how much I still Love you.

But most important, above all the rest.... I remain Blue, for how Sorry I am that I ever let you go.

Blue for how much I regret my choices even though I know I made the right one.

Blue for how selfish I feel for choosing me, over us.

I wish every day I could change what I did, and I cant believe that I ended up, here, doing this without you.

I can still remember what it felt like when you saved my life.

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    Written by Parker S Eurich