Blue Is

Blue is the ring around my boyfriends eyes when the light hits them. Blue is the weird color I never used in kindergarten, because I thought it was for boys. Blue is the smell of salt and the sound of seagulls on a Tuesday afternoon in Huntington. Blue is the shade of my wristband for Horror Nights the first time I went with my love. Blue is the color of my ripped denim jeans I wore to pick up my sister from the airport. Blue is what I painted my toes the morning of my mom’s wedding. Blue is the feeling my family felt, when we lost a loved one. Blue is the stain on my carpet when I was painting my brothers skateboard. Blue is the electricity and the anticipation, before a concert starts. Blue is the color my sister said she hated, but always used when doing her eyeshadow. Blue is the color that holds memories and reminders of the little big things in life.