JupiterArt

jumbled, like puzzles thoughts come and go like wind and snow to this day if we met I'd be stepping on your toes you never were sunshine just black and grey you ate colors away I think for a moment I saw you happy but you blinked and told it not to stay you're too low for my mountaintop you're too deep for my sand and rocks at some point we'll see each other again if we ever did I never did smoke, cloud cover partially sunny, mostly impatient paint, oil, he never could wait I hung on his coat and he pushed me away later today I'll think of your hair I'll vaguely remember then not care and in this moment I feel nothing