A Million Colours

I can see how the world
Could exist without me
I can feel how that space
Would be filled
Perfectly

I can feel how the air
Would survive me not there
I can feel how the ground
Would not cry
Not a sound

You, I can't quite imagine you gone
You a million bright colours all strewn about

I can see how the dark
Sits inside every thought
Like a light made to be
Hoisted up finally

I can sense but not touch
How to not be alive
I can feel everything
Like a storm deep inside

But you, I can't quite imagine you gone
You a million bright
Colours all strewn about
Your old stories such ramshackle bliss
Your pale radiant skin and unending kiss