Sky Blue
Description
I crossed the street in the rain to live in your world-
Foreword
I fell for you on a rainy day. What was it about you that made the world sky blue?
The hazel of your eyes, tainted by the grey of the clouds.
The look of pure contentment on your face. The umbrella casting a shade on your cheeks; coy, collected.
Maybe it was your smile.
No one smiled like you did on a rainy day.
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