when you reach me
{i hope you remember}
the way we felt yesterday
{and the way we'll feel for infinity}
the sky is seeping through the roof,
through your fingers,
through the floor.
blood reds, dusk oranges, the pale luminosity of violet -
all trickling downhill in a cascade of inverted colour,
pleading for just the slightest touch of a horizon.
a sunset, collapsing onto your head,
washing away a love story that never fully bloomed.
you can't help but remember him kissing your lips
and smiling and promising that he'll never, ever hurt you.
then again, it takes two people to hold hands,
but only one to let go.
i don't even know what this is, i wrote it in about 10 minutes. hope you liked it anyway
also, this really could've been about any couple but i decided to make it jandre because
a) i'm superdooperfucking excited for saturday
and b) they need a lot more love in the fandom, there's only 30 or so jade/andre stories out of 4000.
please review, i thrive on constructive criticism and it's hard to improve if you don't know what you're doing wrong.