Turquoise

I saw you disintegrate

If only I could save

Without burning myself on the way

Turquoise into grey

You always hated the rain

Although it could put out all the flames

Between angst and peace, implosion and release

To leave things incomplete, or buckle up forevermore

On a bumpy road, with the headlights on

You always kept the aux

Seeking for an answer

Who can run there faster?

Your words can have a meaning

Like a room without a ceiling

Can you tell me when you chose to lock it away?

"Between you and me,” you said to me on the screen

A sense of urgency, followed up by a lighter note

Like an anecdote, that now I know

Was the story arc