And I cried,

Cried.

For all the dreams,

The dreams of you and me.

That will never be,

You and me.

What does it feel like?

To lose the constant,

Your confidant,

Your best friend.

The person that can destroy you,

With four little words.

The person that can light you up,

Like a firefight in the dead of night.

It feels like pain.

The kind of pain you can't explain,

Like a physical thing.

Like a bullet hole,

But there's no hole,

Not even blood.

It feels like the cold;

Cold.

Cruel and bitter.

And blue.

Always blue.

Halsey got it wrong,

Blue is the color of breaking.

Of hollowness with nothing,

To fill up the empty spaces.

Of bitter well water that cuts,

Like the tears of a dead child.

Why does the kiss of my lover feel like the end?

Is this the end?

Of everything we know.

Why does it feel like you're leaving?

Your eyes once so blue.

Now all I see,

Is the distance in your eyes.

It feels like dry air,

And chalk powder.

Gray.

Gray is the color of the distance,

In your eyes.

Why does time feel so slow?

Like a sad song that just won't end.

Red.

Scarlet ribbons and blood flowing,

From a broken sink,

That feels too much like my heart.

Rage.

Like a car crash,

Or a punch to the face.

Why won't you fucking fight for us?

White.

It feels a lot like giving up,

And acceptance.

Like free falling,

Like the moment you realize you're gonna die,

And there's nothing you can do about it.

Calm after the storm.

It sounds a lot like;

Okay.

That's how it feels,

That's how it looks,

Losing you.