the skies bleed light as they sob into darkness / the ingredients of a rainbow

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hoax ; taylor swift
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there was a rainbow on the day where you were fixing to leave my mind.

i remember scribbling countless poems in my mind about us and that rainbow. about how you were the sunshine and i was the cloudy rain, conjuring blood from the sky in the form of an euphoric satisfaction. crimsons, marigolds, ambers, viridians, ceruleans, violets.

i remember sitting at my sister's softball game. the wind giggling through my hair, sipping on green tea and eating m&m's even though there isn't much poetry in that.

but there was poetry in the car, in the backseat.

the trees brushed against the hood of the car. dad was asleep in the drivers seat. i was curled up in the back, reading poetry and finding my own experiences laced in the text. finding you in there.

i never understood why this moment was relevant in the storytelling of a sorrowed poet, who found beauty in unrequited love and euphoria in the feelings she had about someone who loved someone else. i don't understand why sitting in the backseat of a car, watching my sisters game, drinking tea and eating m&m's under wind and dark clouds was important. i don't get why my wide eyed mind decided to tuck this poem among the rest.

for some odd reason, i can't imagine my narrative without it.

i
slowly
closed
my
eyes
as
your
memory
began
to
fade