Living In Color

Between you and me, I didn't know that I wasn't living in color until I met you.

I mean, I saw colors in everything, but they were dull and watered down; I'd only been seeing things through one set of eyes.

Rain was something I avoided at all costs. It was simply too inconvenient, the risk of mascara streaking down my cheeks in rivers and my hair slapping me in the face, water dripping onto my clothes, soaking them and making me shiver. The beach was too hot, the sand sticking to my sweaty skin oily with sunscreen that I hated the smell of, and the water so salty that it burned my eyes and my throat as I inevitably swallowed a mouthful of it as the waves crashed into me.

And then you came along.

You showed me that there is so much more to life than just work, eat, sleep, repeat, and there is so much about life to appreciate, like

the feeling of raindrops hitting your face, and not caring what you look like to other people because it just doesn't matter. Not worrying about your clothes getting too wet because it's just water, and what's the problem with a little water when you feel so free? Walking down the street barefoot, kicking puddles and letting the water splash over your legs even though it's on the verge of almost too cold, but you feel so alive.

feeling the sun a little too hot on your back at the beach knowing it'll hurt later, walking along the edge of the water and watching everyone else just living their lives. Letting the waves knock you over and coming up gasping for air because the salty water made its way up your nose, but laughing about it later because God, it was so much fun.

sitting around drinking a little too much and just talking about nonsense with the people that you love the most. Staying up too late because everyone's having too much fun jamming out, playing guitar and singing together, and seeing the sky getting lighter little by little as we make our way to some shitty 24-hour diner for breakfast because any time is breakfast time.

walking around a thrift store just to find the most ridiculous things to surprise your roommates with because you know that they'll find it just as hilarious as you. Coming up with back stories for personal things that somehow wound up in a pile of things all marked $.99 when they used to be priceless. 

You see all the good and bad in the world with such vibrancy and emotion, and I am so grateful to get to see it all through your eyes.