It first happened inside the subway station. It had been a crowded day and we had ended up being pushed together and it happened. Then again at the little cafe on Madison Ave. when we had met up again after him almost falling on me at the subway station. We were sitting across from each other in a booth but he had insisted I move so that I was sitting next to him. When I switched over our hands touched. I wasn't sure what it was or what was happening. Everything became brighter when we touched, whether purposely or unintentionally, it would happen either way. Its like there was more color in everything around me. The people's clothes in the subway and cafe were no longer black or white or grey, when the waitress brought our coffee it wasn't black, it was a lighter shade of some sort, with beautiful patterns of white on top of it. When I looked at him when we touched, his eyes, oh his eyes, they were such a beautiful shade, that would be physically impossible to explain. But I didn't say anything about it. He'd think I was crazy. I'm not exactly sure if I ever will say anything. I most likely am crazy, or maybe I'm just hallucinating. Right?
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Colors
Teen FictionYour entire life you've only seen black and white. That is until you receiver the first touch from you're soulmate. All different colors bloom around you. The sky becomes bright blue, the flowers all shades of red and yellow, the grass shades of gre...
