the second time i saw you i was at the store; the same book shop i had first met you at and i was looking at fantasy. i seen this girl and she looked so happy and light, the kind of happy you are when you've met your soulmate. I've seen that kind of happy on all my friends, it's how you get when you see color. you can't look like that and live in a colorless world at the same time.
then i seen you. you came up to her and you grabbed her hand. you had the look in your eyes. you were happy too, you had finally seen color. i was happy for you, everyone deserves to see color, but i was also broken. i now knew that there was no chance of ever being together, she was your soulmate. not me. you noticed me and when you looked at me, it was as if you recognized me, but couldn't place me. it was as if you knew me, but not in the 'we ran into each other way' it was in the 'we've known each other our whole lives'. then it disappeared and you smiled at me in a polite way and i smiled back. but all i felt like doing was crying.
then, as if to mock me, as i was walking to the register you grabbed my arm. i saw color once
again, this time it lasted about thirty seconds.
you let go of my arm and asked, "do you know where the comic books are?"
i told you and you thanked me and walked away. i hadn't realized how much i actually missed your voice until you spoke. i know it sounds stupid, but you were my soulmate. i felt like I'd known you my whole life. I'd get this feeling like everything was going to be okay, i felt lighter; happier. then I'd remember that you've seen color, but it wasn't me who showed it to you.
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all the colors | ✓
Contoeveryday is black and white for me, as it is for most people. of course there is a way to see the colors, but it's rare. finding your soulmate is rare. some people have more than one, but i have a belief that when you find the one who is truly meant...
