Love Is Black

Millie Castillo has a rare condition.

All her life, she has been prodded and vulnerable. People use her, laugh at her, trip her, and abuse her. Her parents say she's a mistake. She is unwanted all because of her so-called "disorder".

"I taste the color blue, mom." After eating a bowl of spaghetti.

"The O is the prettiest magenta I've ever seen."

Synesthesia. The reason why she is tormented everyday. She senses colors others cannot. Shapes, paint blobs, splashes of colors is what she sees every time she touches, tastes, sees, hears something.

They said that love can cure anything. They say that with love, anyone can accomplish anything. Because Millie is a mistake, a diseased human being, a girl that has never experienced what real love is, she is a girl that can never be cured. Love is dirty, empty. Everything that is involved in love is black. Pointless. A never ending cycle of hardships and broken hearts. Until, one day, love becomes a sunshine yellow. Suddenly, when a bottomless pit of black darkness turns into a field flooded with sunflowers, light, happiness, that's when you find yourself wondering, "Who turned on the lights?"

Love was orange,
Love was green,
An unavoidable feeling machine.
I trusted hard,
I fell so deep,
"Never again," will I speak.
But now my love has lacked,
My heart that is being attacked
For now all that I see,
Is pure black inside of me.

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CAROLINE W.
(@drippy-rainbow)