Her Ivory skin was compelling
Eyes a sea of green that yearned for me
Caught in her rip current
Fighting to maintain the person I was once thought to be
But her eyes, green specked with hazel flakes
Like the falling leaves of autumn
Warm drinks by warm fires as the world swirled with cold
She was warm
All my problems settled next to the flame that she lit in me
Seeming to melt away
As passion and understanding burned my mind
It still left me wondering where I go from here
After she leaves who will I be
Was it a blip?
A bug in the “perfect” system?
Honestly i’m not sure.