You Sat Me On Your Lap and Told Me To Keep My Chin Up

Earlier

The sky was a cotton-candy pink

The kind of color that makes

You wonder why you’ve

Never been camping

Or jumped on a trampoline

In evening

I watched it turn to

Indigo

One of those in-between colors

Because it’s light enough

To where

The sky doesn’t feel like

It’s swallowing me whole

But dark enough to

Where pre-teens scamper

Home

As the street lights flicker

I study the outside world

Of stars
Color palettes

And dying trees

To distract myself from you

All of that green

Helps me remember to breath

And to scratch your knee

Whenever I get anxious

Maybe next time I’ll

Remember to close my

Eyes when we kiss