i used to
use drugs
to hide you
to submerge my brain
in thoughts of you
how the sky was blue
clouds were pink
atop hotel erwin
when we used to
twine our feet
within every edge
every groove
how i used to love
how i used to be blue
with just a simple thought of you
like how the sky changes
from gray to blue to purple to pink
when it realizes
it loves itself
more than a beautiful figure
standing before the sun
with a loaded gun
moods