July 25, 2015

the colorful tale of a colorblind




i was colorblind.
i could only see black and white. sometimes both. they said it was called grey.

but that day i met you, everything turned pink. i knew it was pink because they too said that pink was affectionate, sweet, and pretty.

and oh boy was it the prettiest color i had ever seen!

they told me that the furious red got an addition of a lot of pure, innocent white. that was how the two colors mixed, creating this pretty spectrum of pale pink.

from then on, slowly but surely, i started to see more colors.

i noticed that you shone with yellow, just like the sun when i looked up at the sky. whenever you smiled, i could taste the energy of joy and happiness. i had known in an instant that yellow would be my favorite color.

thirty sunsets later, we watched the sunset like we always did. i had never really seen the color of orange before because that time, i just saw orange for the first time. it started from the tip of your fingers, and when you touched mine, it streamed all the way down. from the warmth it was giving me, i almost thought it was red. the next time i knew, we were completely blanketed in nice, comfortable, and warm orange.

when i discovered red, i discovered it not only once, but twice. both of them involved us screaming at each other. the first one, we did it with reason. the red was on your skin, and mine, your lips when it touched mine, your chest, and suddenly, the bed was covered in the passion and desire of the color red.
the second time, we screamed for no reason. and fast. really fast. you saw red in the count of seconds, heart shattering moments, and loud bang of door.
red took you away from me.

when you finally walked out of my life, i saw blue. it was never the sky or the ocean they always described how blue would be, because otherwise, it would be pretty. it was not at all. it was the cool blue. the kind of blue that sent chills and sadness down your spine.
the ugly blue.

i can see colors now, but they are dimmer than they used to be. these colors seemed a lot brighter when i was with you. i guess everything was.

July 12, 2015

with sweat and the light speed of heartbeats



with sweat
and the light speed
of heartbeats,
in the middle of
loud murmurs
and heart blistering glances,
our hands interwined.
with sweat
and a couple of
soft pink feelings,
i felt like we could do anything-
everything.




(that time you made me believe in possibilities)