Reintroduction

Hello Music, my friend, we meet again. It's been ages. I had forgotten how much fun you were. And I will quote The Subways here, friend just to let you know what I think of you-

You are the sun.
You are the only one.
My heart is blue,
My heart is blue for you!
Be mine!
Be mine, like a rock n' roll queen!

You are the sun,
You are the only one.
You are so cool!
You are so rock n' roll!

Be mine!
Be mine, like a rock n' roll queen!
:D

Blue Scent.

I lie awake. Rushes of grey coolness stream in from the ac. It is cold. The smoke of my cigarette intermingles with the blue scent she left behind. The grey and the blue clash into swirling thoughts. Maybe, I am blind. I might have closed my mind. To let go to a remembered smell. Why? But it refuses to go away. It overpowers, drowns my senses. It spills over into reality. What's happening? Panic. Blue smoke. Blue screened eyes. The blue scent. This makes no sense. The void beckons. The spiral is but a step away. If I could stay awake, then the night will give her up. Perhaps. Beauty injured. Beauty just beneath the surface. So close. So tempting. Beauty at its cruelest. And like a rabbit freed from a bear trap, I run and when I look back in the darkness I can see her, shrouded in a blue mist, running after me. A heartbeat later, I stop.