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Fresh-faced boy with a college tie,
Shy words caught beneath the sky.
Blush like wine he couldn’t hide,
Till that night he stayed behind.
"Don’t go home," her whisper fell,
"Without you, this party’s hell."
Midnight stars, a trembling hand—
Scanned her name like shifting sand.
Oh, I built a world in blue,
Painting skies just for you.
Found your books, your songs, your rain,
Thought our souls spoke the same name.
Now the roses in my chest,
Only thorns know where they rest—
Lock the ache in my ribs,
Let the dream die where it lived.
Learned your rhythm, note by note,
Bought the shirts you loved the most.
Sunshine forced into my veins,
Hiding all the quiet pains.
Then I saw him hold your waist,
Laughter soft against his face.
Glass I dropped, you never heard—
Broke in silence, word by word.
Oh, I built a world in blue,
Painting skies just for you.
Shared your stars, your hopes, your light,
Never knew I lost the fight.
Now the roses in my chest,
Only thorns know where they rest—
Lock the ache in my ribs,
Let the dream die where it lived.
Still wear that shirt on Tuesday nights,
Smile bright in borrowed lights.
Nobody sees the garden dead—
Where I plant the words unsaid.