I wish I never met you.

To the poem that I could not write

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"If people were rain, I was drizzle, and he was hurricane"

John Green

You are the colour blue.

I never really realised,
what colour were your eyes,
in my mind a deep sea blue,
the shade of violent waves,
crashing through

I never truly realised,
how soft your hands were,
or firm?
as you clutched mine in yours,
that far distant evening,
a memory I often traverse

I never truly realised,
how badly I wanted to be kissed,
till I was
it was then that the ocean within you,
swept me,
washed me ashore,
you left me spent darling,
wanting more.

- Azalea Rae
1518
18 Feb 2019

P/s: It feels like you've crossed my mind before.