Blue

I was sat across from the door when you walked in
I looked up from my mug the coffee
the exact same shade
as your wavy curls ,that fall ever so gracefully down the right side of your forhead
We sat and talked for a while
You sing you me soft
Lullabies soft as the breeze
And we talk about the past
That we failed to have
And the memoried we never shared
We talked about it as if it
Was the colour blue
Blue like your eyes
Blue like our lives
Blue.
I guess you could say im feeling blue