She is [Yellow]

She is the taste of cigarettes and white monster,

She is the rock music played on shitty car speakers,

She is the sound of rain as I fall asleep,

She is designer clothes found on a thrift store rack,

She is drunken shenanigans in a walmart parking lot,

She is a thousand dreams of future adventures,

She is hours of ionate chatter over the phone,

She is vulnerable confessions after a puff of smoke,

She is comfortable silence under the moonlight,

She is a feeling not acted upon,

She is a night of crying in secret ,

She is a hole left in my heart,

She is all my thoughts when asked if

She was someone I loved