It was you
It’s still you
the person my mind keeps on screaming;
the name I write at the back of my notebooks;
the subject of my write-ups;
the receiver of my love notes;
the thought in my mind;
the blood running through my veins;
the air to every breath;
the color to my world;
everything is about you
It was you,
It’s still you,
i see you in all things,
in every blue and yellow;
in moments of grey,
and days it rained red.
you, you, you,
it’s you all along
and forever will be