i looked up

and saw the sky was blue,

I stretched my face into a smile

pushing away the things I had to do

i took a chair

and sat on it

but then

i did not see blue.

instead there was

this pretty pink hue

and i thought

i liked it too.

but I blinked

the sky was pink no more.

and I thought

it had gone to sleep;

it had gone to rest.

it had gone.

maybe

it just stopped.

i asked

"where'd you go?"

and i thought

i saw the sky glimmer in response.

-- // you and your feelings were skies that bent down to hold my hand

and i know that though

your feelings have changed

you've become pink

a lot has changed

and time has made things

dimmer, darker

time has made things stop

know that

like the sky i will always

be here. //

-a.m.

[this poem is alternatively called 'i see faults even in the beautiful sky when i'm sad; pink becomes a sad color.'

thank you guys for 440 reads <3

dedicated to AmayaChan for existing ily]