Colors

It was my 21st birthday when it happened.
The colors came .
They say it happens once you turn that age,
And both of you have to be 21 or more to see the colors.

I was going to see Eric, my best friend, or crush, at the new club in downtown London.
I could see him and his friend group from down the road when it hit.
The colors came.
Oh how I hoped it was him.
My Eric, the boy I've loved for years, but had never have had the courage to tell.

You see I live in a world of black, gray, and white.
And color only comes when you meet your soulmate.
It's beautiful really,
Especially when you experience it for yourself.

I thought it was my best friend.
We were both of age now.
It would have been perfect,
Long time friends now soul mates.
Everyone expected it.
But when I pulled him aside to confront him,
He stared at me like I lost my mind.
He still saw in black and white.
He laughed in my face.
It wasn't him.

It was the man next to him;
The one with a bandanna and a smirk on his lips,
His green eyes blazing while he stared at me,
And my whole life lightened up.