blues

thinking back on memories in hues of blues and burgundies:
some rise like morning sunshine,
and some linger with twilight abreast.
it is when i think of the hurricanes in which he stranded me last may
that the blues run in all shades,
eclipsing sunshine and pouring rain
running mascara down my cheeks from the azure of my eyes.
someday, i'd like to think,
those will be the memories that fade to gray
and fade away.
but not yet; not today.
today i remembered the raindrops
and my world turned into uncertainties,
and puddles of ice blue storms of memories collected in the front of my mind.

it's so easy to overlook the good and hold onto the bad. someday it'll fade completely away. someday.