Wishful Thinking

I once lived in the warmth of brown eyes,

Believing they held all the light I needed.

A gaze that wrapped my world in quiet surrender,

Whispering promises, bending reason.

But in a single moment, the color shifted,

And what I knew unraveled into blue.

Brown dissolved into a distant echo,

While blue became the endless truth—

Vast and unyielding, like the sky

That swallows the world beneath its gaze.

What once felt like home now drifts, unfamiliar,

As one reaches, his touch no longer finds me.

I turn away from the warmth I once craved,

Drawn only to the cool breath of you.

How could I return to the warmth of brown

When I only breathe beneath your skies?

Was brown ever enough,

Or did blue unearth desires

I’d buried deep,

Now rising like waves to meet the moon?

-AB

Song of the night – How Many Miles by Mk.gee