A butterfly flutters its wings beside me and my eyes follow. It leaves a trail of sun like yellow followed with a pearl white glow, curious of the world around it. It flies left, then right, then left again. It opens its wings and closes them, trusting they will not betray him. And a life goes by in a day of sunflower yellow.
Screen before me play images of a fire. It burns big and bright, yet all I see is ocean blue on my fingers as I watch it. My mind wonders how can two hands destroy so much. How can a mind be so cruel to its own self. I leave a trail of blue with a tinge of purple on the screen as I slide to the next image.
Boy rushes down the street brushing against me. His eyes are crinkled at the sides and his smile is stretched as far as it can be. His footsteps are green on the pavement. They are small, but bright and slowly every grey footstep on the street turn a different shade of green as he runs pass them.
Woman walks up to the building and stops. She looks at the big glass doors and I can see the brown she carries with her. A few seconds pass as the brown turns into a sunrise orange and the crease between her brows turn from worry to pure determination.
I see his eyes burning bright red as he shouts. Gone mad and furious with rage, chairs fly across the room. She shushes him, calms him down leaving a bright pink trace over his chest. His shoulders sag and his head falls. I see them disappear in the cloud of pink.
I want stories, I want colours. Don't give me watered down things just because it's too hard to give. Give me blue in full colour, give me your sadness. Give me green in full colour, give me your happiness. Give me yellow, your curiosity. Give me red, your anger. Give me orange, determination, ambition. Give me purple, failures. Pearl white, your trust. Brown, your fears. Gray, your stress and your boredom.
I see in colours. And you remind me of the deepest green I have ever seen.
