But I do not mind. Because if only I remember those colors. If only I remember those hues. They can be brought together. Created once again by my mind in the night. Put together like a puzzle by my memory.
My beautiful memory In my beautiful mind Now with beautiful colors And beautiful hues Beautifully together Once again in the beautiful night.
Now I sit in the darkness of the night Wondering if this might only forever be a memory Hoping that these colors won’t forever just be in my mind I want these colors I need these hues They keep me together.
I want to stay together For once I want to be able to sleep in the night Not having to dwell on a memory Not having to be in my own mind I don’t want the vivid colors I don’t want the desperate hues.
But alas, the hues paint the memory They continue to slaughter the night together And still, in my mind are a million colors.